I remember two northern blokes sat on the beach at Beesands mackerel bashing.
Ha! I remember being on holiday at Beesands in a touring caravan with the folks, probably around ‘69-72ish, couple of blokes had one of the static ‘vans there, along with a little Avon RIB, used to take some of us out when the mackerel were running. I had one of those wooden reels with orange line and a spinner on the end, I’d drop the line in, catch a fish, drop in, get fish, rinse and repeat. Ended up with a bucket full, couldn’t give them away there were so many fish coming in close to shore, so we put water in the bucket and brought them home next day, gutted them and put them in the freezer; we were eating them for what seemed like weeks! Bit like the Christmas turkey.
The beach has changed a fair bit since, I was last there about five years ago, longshore drift is taking its toll, sadly, thanks to the actions of the government and its contractors a century or so ago. ☹️