My Fellow Bass Freaks
Just a quick report back on what supposeed to be a short Sunday afternoon of line wetting and what turned out to be a great days fishing in the end.
So Sunday afternoon we decided to make a very unplanned trip to Inanda as our new tennants had asked if we could show them the dam.
We arrived at the dam at about 13h00 and firstly noted that the dam was jam packed which is nothing unusual for an half decent weather on the day of "rest". The dam being as choppy as it was at that time I decided to seek a bit of shelter in the bays near the wall. Intially we landed a half a dozen or so dinks all at the end of my Mrs's line which pleased her no end I tell you. The exact number of which was repeated to me several times on the way back home. Truth be told I love when she catches, just make sthe day worth while.
After a bit of deliberation at about 14h30 we decided to move to the opposite side of the dam where a local "authority" in the bassing fraternity had assured me that the bigger buggers where biting. No luck and with the wind gusting we tried a few more bays and slowly made our way back to our little bay. Just as we had settled in to a cast here and there my new tennant asked me very politely where he should be casting and more to get him to focus than anything I "advised " him to cast across the bay and aim for "the top of that tall tree there". Not hearing the hint of sarcasm in my voice, he naively took aim...and fired for all he was worth and without looking I grumbled that it was perfect cast.
You see I had a few bites but my trusty rusty bait was not impressing any of the local bass. Being the non competitive man of peace that I am was not even getting the slightest bit annoyed with myself.
Then from next to me I hear this sheepish voice saying..."I..I think I got one..". Being the "expert " I am, I non chalantly replied that he should keep his rod down and take his time ... Well... when he got the foosh a bit closer to the boat and it decided that it wanted to show off his aerial skills and tug of war prowess... I calmly asked for net and after tripping over the bait box stood proudly next to him as he hoisted a half decent 2kg plus specimen in front of his beaming mug.
Now am I being too honsest If I say that I stood there with mixed emotions..partly pride, a touch ofjoy...a bit of shame for my arrogance..but also stunned that someone who had never fished for bass was holding my PB in his hands and innocently asking me if it was a good sized....
Bass Fishing THE GREAT LEVELLER!!
But anyway just want to say well done Hein...hope you had a good day and you are very welcome!
Tight Lines All!
Just a quick report back on what supposeed to be a short Sunday afternoon of line wetting and what turned out to be a great days fishing in the end.
So Sunday afternoon we decided to make a very unplanned trip to Inanda as our new tennants had asked if we could show them the dam.
We arrived at the dam at about 13h00 and firstly noted that the dam was jam packed which is nothing unusual for an half decent weather on the day of "rest". The dam being as choppy as it was at that time I decided to seek a bit of shelter in the bays near the wall. Intially we landed a half a dozen or so dinks all at the end of my Mrs's line which pleased her no end I tell you. The exact number of which was repeated to me several times on the way back home. Truth be told I love when she catches, just make sthe day worth while.
After a bit of deliberation at about 14h30 we decided to move to the opposite side of the dam where a local "authority" in the bassing fraternity had assured me that the bigger buggers where biting. No luck and with the wind gusting we tried a few more bays and slowly made our way back to our little bay. Just as we had settled in to a cast here and there my new tennant asked me very politely where he should be casting and more to get him to focus than anything I "advised " him to cast across the bay and aim for "the top of that tall tree there". Not hearing the hint of sarcasm in my voice, he naively took aim...and fired for all he was worth and without looking I grumbled that it was perfect cast.
You see I had a few bites but my trusty rusty bait was not impressing any of the local bass. Being the non competitive man of peace that I am was not even getting the slightest bit annoyed with myself.
Then from next to me I hear this sheepish voice saying..."I..I think I got one..". Being the "expert " I am, I non chalantly replied that he should keep his rod down and take his time ... Well... when he got the foosh a bit closer to the boat and it decided that it wanted to show off his aerial skills and tug of war prowess... I calmly asked for net and after tripping over the bait box stood proudly next to him as he hoisted a half decent 2kg plus specimen in front of his beaming mug.
Now am I being too honsest If I say that I stood there with mixed emotions..partly pride, a touch ofjoy...a bit of shame for my arrogance..but also stunned that someone who had never fished for bass was holding my PB in his hands and innocently asking me if it was a good sized....
Bass Fishing THE GREAT LEVELLER!!
But anyway just want to say well done Hein...hope you had a good day and you are very welcome!
Tight Lines All!
