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!
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
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
When I was about 6, me and my dad were fishing close to the Kaaimans river mouth, on the Victoria bay side at a place called "die plat bankies". I couldn't cast a multiplier and dad used to reel in, change bait and cast for me. All I had to do was hold the very heavy … Continue reading Ballie and Betty’s
If I think of catching elf my memory goes way back to when we lived in George. My dad used to target them at a place called “Skuins klip” between Victoria bay and “Leentjies klip”. We used to park in the Victoria bay parking area and then we walked on the railway line until we … Continue reading The Blue Shad