A day up Shit Creek
Intellectual capital - only those who know are allowed to [...]
The Dreamtime – the prelude, pandemonium and pause of fly-fishing for kob
Metaphysical aside, those dark hours between 3am and sunrise are my Dreamtime. Pretty freakin’ fortunate then that our much-treasured dusky kob (Argyrosomus japonicus) share similar early morning habits. At least when they enter our estuaries to party.
Cold and Clear
“Go scratch in the gullies. With bait” Was something along [...]
Blast from the past – the mini bonnies of Mossel Bay
Mid Grunter mission Henkie looked at me and said, "how [...]
G Route Diaries – Part 8 – Breaking Even
So, I didn't make it back to Cape Town today. [...]
G Route Diaries – Part 7 – Success, some Seal Business and a Cast Too Far
Success is a cool concept. No matter where you find [...]
GRoute Diaries – Part 6 – Spots
After yesterday's frustration with murky water, today I headed towards [...]
G Route Diaries – Part 5 – A Bend At Last
With my foot on mend, I eventually made way onto [...]