Mission Oman 2 – The neon army

Getting soaking wet and full of sand first thing in the morning from my navy seal style entry into the backline was now routine.  After the shore break deposited me on the reef I ran up the rocks and took off everything, bar my chafe shorts.  I even brought an extra bottle of water to […]

Mission Oman 2 – The parrots of Satan’s forest (1of 2)

*the next few posts will be out of order,  and we be reorganised on conclusion of the series. If satan ran the oceans and not Poseidon, and if he particularly disliked fly fisherman, then I imagine he would have designed the reef in front of me. A double layered coral shelf, razor sharp with holes […]