In the evenings when the tide was low, we would sit on the wooden platform leading to the floating pontoon and enjoy the evening breezes and watch the sun setting. When the tide was low, we could not fish so instead, to amuse ourselves, we would use rubber bands to hit mud skippers.
In those long ago days mud skippers seemed to be bigger than this. And we were quite sharp in shooting.
|What about some mud skipper soup?|