Rush of Blue getting out there
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The inner-caveman starts to claw at the surface. You picture catching the salmon on your sushi plate; you order beer instead of your usual vino to accompany a dish; dirt, early mornings and late nights, burps and farts, braaivleis and vuilgrappe; pluk vir jou n wandelstaf (visstok) want hierdie lyf wil see toe.
Exploring the beauty of nowhere, from Cape Town to Cape Cross.
You can read part 1 , part 2 , part 3 or part 4
The final couple of days of our Angola fishing adventure had dawned upon us. In contrast to the tangible anticipation for the trip to begin, where days felt like weeks, it had flown past in the blink of an eye.
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Some light tackle fishing in the Southern Cape area (Klein Brak River).
This past weekend we had the wonderful privilege of heading down to the Southern Cape Coast for some light tackle dropshot, popping and scratching.
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Catching bronze whalers in Angola became old news very quickly. The Namibian crew thought I was going crazy when I brought this up. I was sure that there are a couple of Capetonians back home that would support their theory and would love to catch bronzie after bronzie.
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The Christmas / New Year’s holiday was upon us. Although only a short, one week break, it was dearly needed. The idea of heading down to the Eastern Cape for a few days had me excited for weeks in advance. Cannon Rocks was calling and at 11.30am we hit the road from Somerset West.
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The third day’s fishing Angola had very little to write home about, unless you were a shark fisherman. The bronzies were very much on the bite and the guys were landing them one after the other. I am not sure if the abundance of bronzies causes the edible fish to disperse, but I could not as much as get a bump on the lures. I decided to get in on the bronzie action, hold on tight!
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Breede River early October can mean only one thing, the search for that ambush hunter, the one with the dead-give-away-head-shakes.
I awoke very early the next morning. Nature called and I had to step outside to water a bush. It was dead quiet, only the sounds of a couple of men sawing wood (snoring) and the ocean distantly grumbling each time a wave crashed interrupted the silence. On my way around the tent I noticed a couple of eyes staring back at me. My heart skipped a beat, I contemplated shouting, but quickly realised that it was only a couple of scavenging jackals eating the scraps around the tents. As soon as they caught sight of me they darted a few hundred meters away, lay down, and patiently waiting for their next opportunity to venture into our camp.
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We embarked on our annual end of the year Boknes fishing trip on the 21st of December.
Cannon Rocks fishing trip! The early winter season jitters had firmly taken hold of me. This is a feeling I have grown accustomed to while living down in the Western Cape. Here winter spells bad news for artificial-lure angling and a road-trip down to the Eastern Cape was required to suppress the looming feelings of insanity.
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After months of agonizing anticipation, the day had finally arrived. I traveled from Cape Town to Cradock the previous day. We agreed to meet up in Cradock at 3 am where we would leave for Henties Bay, with an overnight in Keetmanshoop, Namibia.
Our Henties Bay 2010 fishing trip had finally arrived. It would be a trip of exploration and for some of the guys the first time doing sea fishing. What a great place for the seed to be planted.
Our adventure had already started a couple of days prior to the actual trip. For us South Africans, visiting the Cape Town based Angolan consulate, it had been a terribly difficult and frustrating ordeal to apply for an Angolan VISA.
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