The hard

Yesterday, it was pike fishing the tough way. Inchiquin lake has an impressive population of good fish, both pike and trouts, but it can be a bitch too, especially when Ireland decides to do a winter number in April. Like 8°C with fierce wind, heavy rain and hail. We fought with everything we have for 10 hours, fighting the gale to get the huge streamers where we thought the fish were, trying and failing to keep warm, trying and generally not doing a great job at understanding where the pike were. We saw few and caught two before before admitting defeat.

Then we took the blue MouchingMobile to see the sun setting over the cliffs in front of the Aran Islands. And went to eat lobsters at Linnane’s in New Quay. If anything, just to remember that it doesn’t need  to be that hard, all the time.