The whitebait glistened with the setting sun
The trips continue along with the blanks. Arrived about an hour after high, at a mark that will often have bass running the shoreline after whitebait as the tide drops - so things were looking good. Cast and walk, but no signs or action. I noticed in the distance a jogger who had stopped and was on her phone, as I reached her she put her hand up and said, 'stop', and continued with her call. 'Sorry I was just telling a fisherman to stop,' she then looked up at me and said, 'I think there is a hand grenade washed up, and I'm just talking to the police'. Later, I directed the police to the spot, and as they walked back they showed it to me as it was just a child's toy, but it did look bloody realistic. Later I moved to the other end of the bay and sat looking out with the odd cast or two thrown in for good measure. Nothing was showing, so after a couple of last casts I decided to make my way home. As I was walking to the car I noticed a flat spot in the se...
