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The Dolmen

Once you know it’s there you wonder how you didn’t notice it before. Like a lot of things in life I guess. I have to... Continue reading

Another man’s fish

I have often thought how alike fishing and success are. I mean the unfairness of it all, the seemingly random nature of them both. In... Continue reading

Yeoville

Who are these brave souls on foot in Yeoville? Who are these misfit honkies? I guess I must be one of them. Coming here late... Continue reading

The curse of the Green Parrot

To let says the sign in the window again. The Chinese take-away didn’t even manage two months. It thrived as the Green Parrot café when... Continue reading

Riviersonderend

The marital bliss of pied crows is evident every few miles. Where and when the black ribbon road will deliver is not important. Sooner or... Continue reading

The Penn 49

So sometime around my 14th birthday, the old man decided he was going to take up fishing again. It was also some time after he... Continue reading

Psalm 23 for guitarists

The Lord is my plectrum I shall not drop He maketh me to plug into vintage amplifiers He leadeth me beside the knobs eleven He... Continue reading

Dead bug flying

The south easter funnels through the valley over the land the sea gave back and straight into the waves at Kakapo. We are 100 yards... Continue reading

The boatbuilders

The song was a boat It lay on the wharf its spine on chocks They discussed the way forward There were disagreements and points of... Continue reading

Rooikrantz

There was, according to the weekly angling report in the Argus, a run of yellowtail at Rooikrantz. Yellowtail are not caught too often by surf... Continue reading

Grandmother killed by shark as big as helicopter

said the headlines. Apparently you were doing backstroke when Eve hit you. Yes, the shark had a name. Last season pensioners brought sandwiches and tea... Continue reading

The adoration of the daisies

The West coast sun’s spring address is never missed by his subjects. The attentive armies hang on every word emanating from the splendid butter yellow... Continue reading

The Exile of Sheikh Yusuf

In the two years that followed the academic misunderstanding I was down there a lot. Down Strandfontein road, past the wheeling cliffs of the bird... Continue reading

Night fishing on the Sunderland

The river survived the farm slurry and the dirty old town now breaking into a run, its mouth opening to taste the sea. Solitary men... Continue reading

Caesar’s Reach

The main attraction at Knoetzie, as far as the tourists are concerned, are the castles. It’s quite an entertainment, when you sit on the stoep... Continue reading

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