Yesterday’s breakdown was weed on the prop so we pootled on to V s l D and moored ‘stern-in’. Half the boat was already in shade by the time we landed. As the sun finally set, I indulged in one of my favourite pastimes – feeding the fish. As I scattered the day’s stale bread on the water there was a flurry as dozens of tiny silver fish descended (ascended actually) to attack in a feeding frenzy that would have piranas jealous. I love doing this after watching the unsuccessful attempts of the fisherfolk to attract fish to their lines during the day. As the tinies attack, they are soon joined by the bigger fish who chase them off. There was a lot of stale bread today as the ‘chealleur’ really puts a downer on the appetite. MWNN doesn’t often go off his tucker but, if we don’t both go home at least a half a stone lighter, I shall be very surprised.
Went shade seeking today and found a spot under some overhjanging trees just beside the Gergy mooring (which was full and in full sun)