Walking to work this morning past Cardwell Bay.
It got me reminiscing of past days digging for rag and lug out there. Used to be absolutely stuffed with worms. I never see anyone digging these days. I wondered if it's because there are no worms left, or because there are no fish left in the Clyde? So I looked a bit closer and there were still plenty of worm tracks.
It's ironic how down your way people are secretive about good worm beaches and here is one right on my doorstep that no one digs on. Maybe I will ask Lynn if she fancies trying to dig some worms just before we come down next month. My back couldn't cope with the physical aspect of digging, but I could supervise her.
It got me reminiscing of past days digging for rag and lug out there. Used to be absolutely stuffed with worms. I never see anyone digging these days. I wondered if it's because there are no worms left, or because there are no fish left in the Clyde? So I looked a bit closer and there were still plenty of worm tracks.
It's ironic how down your way people are secretive about good worm beaches and here is one right on my doorstep that no one digs on. Maybe I will ask Lynn if she fancies trying to dig some worms just before we come down next month. My back couldn't cope with the physical aspect of digging, but I could supervise her.
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