'n Bakvissie is 'n giggelende tiener meisie wat nou net begin bra dra het en bloos vir woorde soos "wurm" en "wors"! Maar die stuk gaan nie oor bakvissies nie, dit gaan oor 'n regte vissie wat gebak is, of gebak gaan word. Ek kan nou nie soos Armand Kaal Kook nie, maar ek kan … Continue reading Bakvissie

Seventeen Eleven and a Twelve

I don't remember my first fish. It's probably because I caught it before I could start to remember anything. I do however remember my first Shad very well. Myself and the old man was fishing on the Wilderness side of the Kaaimans river mouth. There wasn't much happening but eventually I had a little tug … Continue reading Seventeen Eleven and a Twelve

Steam Train to Seven Eleven

We haven't been to De Mond in ages I said to my fishing partner while we reeled in our last unsuccessful cast for the morning. And you know THERE is always something happening, I added. We were taking off our reels when we decided that if the weather holds and the conditions just somehow resemble … Continue reading Steam Train to Seven Eleven

Fishing Family Fun

I have never felt so stupid in my life! My five year old daughter (Heila) and newest fishing buddy had just caught her first Steenbras and biggest fish ever. In my effort to wash some sand of the fish to take a better looking photo, the fish slipped out of my hands and with a … Continue reading Fishing Family Fun

a fish named Lucky

I don't think you will believe me (but I'm going to tell you any way)! I'm struggling to grasp how it was even possible myself. It will sound like a tall tale, a big fish story, yet its true... The plan was simple. No shenanigans. Upon arrival in Witsand we would collect bait, set up our … Continue reading a fish named Lucky

The confession

I didn't know how to do it! I had this feeling of guilt and it was bothering me for a while and I knew the only way to be set free was to tell the truth. The weight on my shoulders was immense and got so heavy that I could't walk up straight. I couldn't … Continue reading The confession

groot VIS stories

Ek onthou as kind was daar een keer 'n getekende spotprent in die huisgenoot. Twee vissermansvroue sit en gesels in die sitkamer terwyl hul tee drink. Bo die een vrou se kop was 'n bubble met 'n pyltjie na haar mond wat sê: "hier kom hy alweer met een van sy groot vis stories"! Die … Continue reading groot VIS stories

Fishing in mud

Towards the end of November 2013 we had a trip planned to one of the best places on the planet, Witsand. The magical little town that sits at the mouth of the Breede river. It's not only that it's an awesome fishing destination, its the people, the fresh air, the whole aura the place has. … Continue reading Fishing in mud

Gallie for the Ballie

"Wa wag... Hier's 'n ding wat wil sak" my dad excitedly stated! He was quite bleak by this time because I had landed two beautiful Galjoen and he had only managed a Spotty and a juvenile Gallie. We used the same bait, fished the same hole, yet I seemed to be the days lucky one. … Continue reading Gallie for the Ballie

Rooi oog gedrog

Ek was besig om die laaste vis skoon te maak wat ek vroeër die aand gevang het, toe ek 'n ritseling hoor in die bosse bo my. Nou ek is bank vir niks, behalwe vir honderdpote, koringkrieke en ritselings in die bos! Ek was aan die onderkant van 'n sand duin waar ek laat middag … Continue reading Rooi oog gedrog