the beginning
The planets aligned… there was a buzz in the air… When you allowed your mind to drift for a second it was filled with excitement and anticipation, sand, sea and big fish. The Rush of Blue boys were finally able to get together again. A reunion had been on the cards for years, and what better destination than where the Namib Desert meets the Atlantic Ocean…
Continue reading “Reunion zero”or perhaps it is gr(rrr)inder r(rrrr)evving in Namibia
Turning into the St Nowhere campsite and “spa” concession had become a very familiar sight, yet it still got the tummy butterflies fluttering. The ocean on your doorstep, usually turbulent on this little stretch, with the rustic yet sufficient cottages welcoming you back in all their orangey-brown glory. It might not be 5 star, but you are sure to be in for some 5 star fun.
the hard way, by experience
As time waits for no one, the month of November drew ever closer. Big changes were happening in our lives, but one thing was sure to remain constant for now, digging your toes into the sand, the smell of the fresh ocean air, surrounded by desert on the one side, the ocean on the other, Namibia remains a place where your soul can breathe. Continue reading “Namibia fishing lessons learned”
on the sandbank
The detox from work had started. Staring into the nothingness landscape of the Northern Cape, my mind flashed back to the office.
Did I remember to delegate all my responsibilities, did I have the reporting covered, I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach…
but just think of that cool ocean air, the sand between my toes, the waves gently rolling in…
and we answer
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.
This is a topic I am asked about quite often. Lure fishing and more importantly, success at it, takes fishing to a whole new level. I have managed to gain some experience and picked up some tips along the way and we have not looked back since.
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.
Legends of giant steenbras stripping line off your reel, huge shoals of kob in a feeding frenzy, big bronzies enough to be a formidable adversary to any seasoned angler and in between all the action a feeling of solitude, peace, freedom.
