At 3:30am my alarm went off, Sharon I made a flask of coffee, packed the car, and were on the road by just after 4. On the drive to Umfolozi we had a good breakfast of egg mayonnaise sandwiches and filter coffee. We had decided to enter the park through the Hluhluwe gate and make …
On Sunday I got up at the usual 5am, packed my fishing kit, and met Shaun in the parking lot. We headed for Colmonell, stopping for the mandatory cup of coffee. By 7am we were on the water, and at around 8am I pulled out one of my better Rainbows; a hen fish weighing in …
82 days after snapping my Achilles, including 80 days of being stuck in a cast, and the doctor had finally decreed that my Achilles was on the mend and we could take off the cast. So before work Sharon drove me down to the hospital to see Dr Bremer (Luckily there was no waiting as …
Can you believe it – another year come and gone, and its been an interesting one. It started off with me having to pull out of the Dusi due to Malaria, and ended with me having to pull out of sport due to a snapped Achilles. There was also of course the bout of runners …
I was up at 5am on Saturday and on my way to Mavela. This of course involved a stop off for some coffee on the way, but by 7am I was opening the gate (yes, I remembered the key this time). The journey had been an interesting one since I’ve clearly become a bit too …
The weekend started with a bang for me as I headed for my first fishing trip in months. I headed up early on the Saturday morning only to discover I’d left my gate key at the house. Luckily for me Western was joining me a few hours later, so I gave him a call and …
After many months of deliberation and saving Western finally got his new toy…a Canon 7D (bastard!). It turns out that this was just good enough to stop him from going paddling, and instead invite Sharon and I around for a braai and some photography fun. We got to Western’s place at around 6 and proceeded …
Sharon was away again, and as a result it was another long week of me fending for myself (This of course meant I ate pizza about 4 times, so it wasn’t all bad). Luckily there was a light at the end of the tunnel and, on Friday, John picked me up and we headed down …
Ten years after their first date, and the day finally arrived…Nick and Tazz’s wedding. And with a best men trio of Rob, Pierre and myself it was going to be a ripper of a weekend! Sharon picked me up from the office on Friday and we headed for Hilton (after a quick stop at the …
At 10am on Saturday morning Rob and Pierre picked me up and we headed for Pietermaritzburg to pick up Nick. Somebody had let him in that we’d be meeting at the Pav at 1pm, so he wasn’t expecting us at his house at 10:30. After picking him up we headed to Rob’s place in Westville …