Imagine a shore mark where catching double shots of fine, fat, flatfish is very much the norm rather than just a rare exception. A place where plump, rod bending, purple flanked haddock will readily engulf just about any juicy bait you care to offer them, a venue where catching whiting the size of which would draw envious glances were you fishing afloat are commonly caught, a venue where at times ravenous shoals of cod weighing up to and beyond double figures can prove to be a real pain! If you are thinking that such a mark could only possibly exist within the darker depths of my over active imagination then you would be wrong, I‘ve been there, I’ve fished there, and I have experienced for myself a standard of shore angling I’d never thought I would be privileged to enjoy.