150 So, there I stood! Barefeet, hanging onto a empty rubber duck. We ran out of fuel in the middle of the river and luckily a light breeze pushed us into the shore on the Witsand side. Deon had left me behind and was on a mission to go and beg some random fisherman upriver … Continue reading School Fees Paid – Part 1
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Big Swell, Oh Well
INTRO We planned a family (fishing) weekend in Struisbaai. As you know when a fish... I mean family weekend approaches you start following the weather at least two weeks in advance. If the conditions don't agree with what you deem to be good for fish... sorry, family, you find a way to convince yourself that … Continue reading Big Swell, Oh Well
Numbing the pain
I've been stung by wasps and honey bees, survived multiple paper cuts and even listened to a whole Kurt Darren album (on repeat) from the Cape to Port Beaufort. I've bumped my little toe on a door frame, stepped on Lego, fell out of a tree (more than once) and broke my collar bone. I've … Continue reading Numbing the pain
On a hot summers night
"It was a hot summers night and the beach was burning, there was fog crawling over the sand..." You know mos, sometimes a song pops into your head and you end up humming it all the time. On this particular evening, it was "You took the words right out of my mouth" by Meatloaf. Very … Continue reading On a hot summers night
EPIC!
I try and fish at least once a week. It's not always possible though and with family and social commitments taking up most of my free time, fishing sometimes takes a back seat. Everyone knows the one with the diamond ring always has shotgun. But when the wife said she wanted to go to the … Continue reading EPIC!
Bakvissie
'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
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
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
Releasing the dream
Next to us surfaced the biggest Kob both of us had ever seen. Of course in magazines and on social media we have seen bigger, but never before have we had one on a rod and reel this close to us (the one I lost last year was bigger but he never came this close). … Continue reading Releasing the dream
A day to remember
Well I haven’t been to The Sands in months and my whole body is aching with withdrawal symptoms! Work, wife and other commitments are seriously messing with my love for the Breede… Anyhow, I was scrolling through some old photos and came across a couple that I haven’t shared with you guys, yet! It was a … Continue reading A day to remember
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