With the daytime temperature in the thirties, a refreshing night next to a pit

With the sun beating down, and the temperature in the low thirties, I set up on the bank of a pit late afternoon.

Fishing two rods out into the deeper water of a bay, one was a cranberry bottom boilie and the other two giant popped-up corn pieces.

I threw loose boilies and brown crumb balls of sweetcorn over the respective areas and waited.

Prior to a second cast that saw me through the night, I dozed off on my bed chair.