Comrades is always a bitter-sweet day for me. On three occasions I’ve trained for the event but I’m yet to make it to the starting line. Attempt 1 saw me pick up a bad case of ITB during the Two Oceans. Attempt 2 was cut short by malaria. And my third and final attempt ended …
Amazingly it had been 8 years since I last visited (and camped) at Midmar Dam in the Kzn Midlands. Yes, it’s not as scenic as the mountains and bass are not as fondly thought of as trout by most fly fisherman; but I’m not most fly fisherman! So when a long weekend popped up just …
After a rather interesting DFT demo by Marco Breschi, our club’s bass expert, I had a chat with him and we decided to head down to Inanda Dam on Sunday morning for a little bass fishing (on fly of course). With my newly tied strip leech in hand, Nick picked me up, we met Marco …
The weekend started with another wedding, this time Western and Karen’s. Amazingly it was Karen who had caught the garter at our wedding, so perhaps there is something in these old wives tales. With the ceremony being held in the Firgrove Chapel, Alverstone, at 11am, Sharon and I stopped off at the farmer’s market and …
The wedding got off to a relatively early start as we headed for a florist in Malvern. Not very manly, I’ll admit, but I’d offered to pick up some of the flowers for Brian’s wedding and they needed to reach the venue ASAP. When we arrived at the florist they were a little behind due …
With my wedding out of the way it was time to move on to the multitude of other weddings on the cards. This meant heading to Joburg for Brian’s bulls party, an event definitely not to be missed. But let me not get ahead of myself. On Friday night, before heading to Joburg, Sharon and …
After months of planning the big day finally arrived. As is tradition the groom is not allowed to see the bride the day before the wedding and so I headed over to Nick’s house to spend the night. Sharon meanwhile stayed at our house with her two bridesmaids. Donald joined Nick and I for my …
The weekend started early for me when Nick appeared at my office at 3pm to collect me for my bulls party (weekend). I’d known (guessed) that it was on that weekend but didn’t know where, when or what. So after being dragged kicking and screaming from my cake, I sneakily grabbed a banana, was piled …