It's not everyday your dinner falls into your lap.
Just over a week, Ruth and I drove out to Murdering Beach, just north of Dunedin for a run. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, our only company on the beach were circling seagulls and lapping waves. We had only run one length of the beach when out of the corner of my eye I saw splashing at the edge of the water.
Was it a shark?? Was it a sea monster??? Oh no, that splashing turned out to be a humongous silvery fish - very alive but very stuck on its side, at the edge of the lapping waves. Holy mackerel! We literally caught the fish with our bare hands and took it home for tea - no floundering around! (Full credit to Ruth who actually did all the grunt work - Go Hunter Gatherer Woman!)
Fishing had never been so easy.
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