Oh the Kelvin fishers, I just love them.
What makes this whole scene a lot more comedic is when you realise the bench is in fact in the middle of a weir…
It takes the whole “Fuck You”approach to the step between casts rule – this area is actually quite heavily fished, I can only think that the chaps need a bit of rest between hauling in their…..
The chap who sent me the photos (Stephen) has just sent me another one…
If you look carefully you can see that they have wedged them up against some rocks so that they do not get washed away in the floods – also it provides a handy place to put your cold beer.
Their also appears to be a dead body on it however that may just be an optical illusion.
What next? another bench? Some cable for a wee lamp and a TV, a real fridge?
Fishing the dusk again tonight possibly!