Having spent the outgoing tide attacking mullet, the incoming tide was dedicated to targeting gilthead bream. Despite having fallen backwards over a random slippery rock whilst striking the first fish, William landed three giltheads. The biggest weighed two pounds. This lead to a determined effort by Edward to catch a bream. Having lost two fish, he finally caught and landed a small bass. In the process he slipped and gashed his hand on the rocks, ouch. The moral of the story is don't wear silly shoes while bream fishing. (Oh, and limited space for Rona)
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