You know you have trouble when you get home after a long day of fishing (or should I say trying to fish), and your three year old greets you with: "Het pappa alweer niks gevang nie... (Did you catch nothing again )!" I had the worst blanking streak in a very long time, eight straight … Continue reading Good fishing and Great company
I can hardly type this morning. My fingers are bruised, scratched, stiff and full of pain. To pick up a page from the printer (that's about 10 meters away) took me almost five minutes. My back is aching, my shoulders sore and I can't step onto my left foot because a Breede branch punched a … Continue reading When all comes together on the Breede
I planned a big fishing holiday. It would start with the December Iron Ore Competition in Saldanha. Then, throughout the holiday I would target Stumpnose in Saldanha from the Peperbaai harbour wall, Elf in Langebaan and Kob and Leeries in the Berg river. Some evenings and early mornings I would even see if I could … Continue reading Dam(n) Smoothie
We have all heard the legendary stories of the “Rietbul” (Afrikaans name for a really big Kob). The epic, almost mysterious tales of the monster Breede River Kob is the stuff of legends. Stories of hundred pounders tickles the fancy and is told next to camp fires, braais and in small coastal town bars. Of … Continue reading The fight of my life!