It was a bit of a disaster today.

I got up early this morning to go fishing somewhere different. I thought I overshot start point so went to Slapton sands instead. Never been before but I had three rods to try everything.

Pulled up, got my gear out and headed down the beach.

The sky was blue, soft warm breeze, calm sea, dead body washed up on the beach, seagulls playing.... hmmm hold up.... the corpse I saw on the beach probably isn't an everyday thing, nor the Police, or the section of beach taped up, nor the coastguard there, or the ambulance so scrap that bit.

Once everyone had gone it carried on going downhill with no bites at all. Tried floating, pulley rig, cod rig, 1up 1 down rig and even feathering. Nada.

To make matters even worse the sun was hotter than I thought and I now have a white ring on my face where my sunglasses were.

/sigh, shoulda stayed in bed :-)

Better luck tomorrow me thinks :)

What was really gross was a couple of hours after the body had been removed the grockles started arriving and a family setup camp exactly where the body was.... ewwwwww :)