Transkei, here we go again

back to Lubanzi

A fishing trip to the Transkei never required a second invitation and one to Mbolompo point even less so. We got to know this stretch of coastline over the course of our last couple of visits, but this time there was a new discovery in store for us.

The usual crew, bar a sub or two were on the road before sunrise; passing through Queenstown just in time for coffee and few last supplies. We took turns sitting in front of the single cab bakkie, swapping positions as the ones on the back were nearing hypothermia.

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Transkei fishing with the boys

a first for some

An adventure to the Transkei use to be a must for all fishermen.

It was a place of beauty, unspoilt, unfished and wild. Nature in control; time measured by the sun; if it is up its day, and if it is down it is night. Dates were lost into yesterdays, todays and tomorrows. You forgot about the rest of the world for two weeks. There use to be no cell phone signal and no help around if needed. You were at the mercy of the land and its people. You felt alive, free, blessed…

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