I definitely peaked way too early today and then started a generally downward slide. As it says in the title of today's entry; Meh!
Yesterday 30% blagged a free pallet from the driver who delivered our new poultry ark. They are a pain in the arse to dismantle,* but they are a supply of free softwood,** so I set to with a hammer and crowbar and spent a merry hour dismantling it. It produced some reasonable timber and the few split pieces will serve as kindling come the Autumn. We may need a trellis to support the rose and the honeysuckle that have been planted up against Rose Cottage, so that may well be its new purpose.
Having dismantled the pallet, I breakfasted and then seemed to spend the rest of the day attempting to get my smoker to work. I failed miserably and, in the end, bit the bullet and ordered a cold smoking tray on-line. These are a simple metal tray which is used to hold sawdust. The tray is constructed with a spiral path. One lights the sawdust at the outer end of the spiral and it smoulders slowly towards the centre over the next ten hours. My current device is similar, but home made by Barbecue Dave. It has worked well in the past, but has always been a little temperamental, so we'll see how the new stuff works early next week.
Apart from watering the vegetable patch I did little else and was feeling somewhat frustrated and demotivated. I have about twenty kilos of bacon to smoke and slice and am making no progress with this task at present.
I'm certain 30% was relieved when Mr Irritable headed out for an evening of fishing with Bubbles and Ben.
This evening we were on the Avon at Fladbury and by half past six we were settled down on a large peg in search of barbel and chub. It sounds so idyllic, but in reality it was an evening of snagged lines, lost rigs and virtually no bites. It is a good job that the conversation was witty and varied. The strong breeze became chilly as soon as the sun disappeared from view and we reeled in our lines a little after ten o'clock. The final score was zero fish caught,*** but I had a couple of half-hearted bites. When I checked my bait as we were packing up it was apparent that it had been well nibbled by a smaller fish, but it was clearly too small to take the 1" cube of garlic marinaded luncheon meat and associated hook.
Once again garlic flavoured bait seems to be the way forward as Bubbles and Bens' curry powder coated chunks were untouched.
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* Especially the removal of all the nails
**My little honey stand by the front gate is a testament to what can be done with a little creativity and a very strong aversion to getting in the car and heading over to B&Q.
*** This is not an unusual score
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