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 …
With my wedding looming Nick stepped up to the plate as my best man and took me fly fishing in Lesotho as part one of my bulls. At 3:30am I lazily climbed out of bed, pulled on my Columbia kit and did a last minute check of my gear. One of the pleasures of fishing …
It was a week of hard squash for Sharon and I since we were both playing in the Kzn Closed squash champs. For me that meant a semi-final on Saturday morning and hopefully a final on Sunday. We arrived at the courts just before 10am and my opponent was already warming up with another player. …
Long weekends are not made to be wasted, and what better way to take advantage of one than by heading to Lotheni, one of my favourite (wild) brown trout waters. With Sharon as my wingman for this trip I decided to cut her some slack and to head up a little later than I usually …
Sunday morning was the much anticipated NFFC club day and I climbed out of bed at 5am. Nick met me at Plantations at 5:30am and we were soon joined by Hans who had requested to fish with us at Pump Dam. Hans was kind enough to offer to drive so we climbed into his Fortuna …
At 4am on Friday morning Nick pulled into the Plantations parking lot to pick me up for an epic long weekend at Cape Vidal. The Baha Boys had teamed up with the Durban Fly Tyers for a fly fishing trip that was certainly not to be forgotten. We vigorously packed the car and then headed …
Things got off to a ropey start when Sharon woke up sick at 3am. “This can’t be good,” the fisherman in me thought. Thankfully after taking a few pills she climbed back into bed and we managed to doze for another hour or so until we climbed out of bed at 4:30am. We packed the …