Right Places, Wrong Time

I had salt on the mind all week, and so early Friday headed out to join Conrad at De Mond.  The flat looked perfect, the water was lukewarm and there was only one thing missing… fish. The two of scoured the channels, grass beds and usual haunts, but save for one or two super spooky […]

a paddle and a surprise

It was a beautiful weekend, and I promised the lady I would spend it with her.  On Saturday I decided to take the old supfisher on the canals around the waterfront apartments and one & only hotel for some exercise. I had one of those moments at home where I took about 3 minutes spinning […]

The weekend that was

It was about this time last year that the famous prawn walk happened in the Garden Route, so it was time I headed up to check.  Funny enough I even bumped into Ian, both of us severely disappointed by what hadn’t happened. I spent Saturday on Goukamma and Sedgefield.  Both were absolutely littered with fish.  Luckily […]

A Grunter Savant

It started with a rumour.  A call later my mind was blown.  Ian Kitching was his name, and he’d caught close on 20 grunter in two days.  That doesn’t happen.  Not in the Garden Route. I had to go and see.  Sure enough, Ian had stumbled across the prawn walk I’ve written so much about. […]