Encouraged by those mackerel earlier in the week, I went back to the same mark today for the evening high water.
The mission was to catch a few mackerel to eat and then more to stock the freezer with bait for the autumn.
The Atlantic was rather restless with the start of a groundswell from a gale due to pass north of us over the weekend. But the mackerel were present in numbers and feeding well.
Whereas on the last trip it was mostly just odd fish, today they were coming out in twos, threes and fours.
I stopped at 31 after less than an hour fishing; it was about as many as I could stand processing in one go.
Job done, I sat a while to enjoy a spectacular sunset as the sun dipped behind the cloud over the Beara peninsula.