365 days of fishing

Sunday, a day of rest, well a day of fishing at least. I was knackerred after not much sleep on my Josh Weekend, he has a habit of waling in the evening and wandering through, which means that because our bed is so small , I often have to carry him back to his bed.

One reason for not much sleep. The other is that I have been reading the 12^th book in the wheel of time series, have been waiting for it for 6 months now, and I love the story, well you have to don't you after reading the previous 11 tomes.

Typing this whilst listening to Tom Bararas, Sedona Suite, Recognizable, a bit Richard claydermany, piano and all, but I don't think I have listened to it before. Just listened to some of Vangelis's Heaven and hell but it was a bit intense.

So feeling tired meant I wasn't motivated to take the Kyaak and at least be assured of catching some fish. Read a bit after Carol came to pick up Josh and then had a glorious mid morning nap. The end result I only set off to fish at 3.

Drove along Strandfontein looking for some water with a bit of colour in it, spotted some but nothing like it had been on Saturday. Drove to my favourite Dried Snoek salesman and brought two pieces , R5 each, the cheapest biltong one could buy. He had whole dried Snoek for sale for R70 for the large ones, might be worth it to do some drying of my own. At the moment Snoek is R30 at the bakkies at the side of the road, Wonder what time they get their and when is the best time to buy form them. Keep thinking I will get to Buffels and do some Snoek catching of my own but haven't got it together yet. Whilst at the Snoek Guy overheard this exchange from someone else who had stopped to buy some and wasn't impressed with the prices of the fact that the snoek was too dry.

"Ek kan dit nie bekostig nie ek is nie 'n wit man" , implying that there were witman prices and prices for the rest. Well his bargaining did drive the price down 20 bucks to R50.

Stopped on the way back at a promising looking place, just after Palletjies, before the Cemetery Toilets. Two guys on my left had been ther for an hour and had nothing even suggest fish to them. Anyways stayed until sunset at 6:30, biteless, not even crabs.

One of my Neighbors spoke of a Cob further down, but they must of stayed there. Even tried some cooked crap to maybe tempt a st Joseph, but it too came back clean.
Still have resolved never to stay in on place for longer than 30 minutes water time, without a bite that is. After all Fish move don't they, they must swim up and down the beach looking for fish and my bait must be in their path when they do. No I am sick of waiting for the fish will take the battle to them.

Also spent the down time setting up some hook and sinker traces and cleaning out my tackle box of the accumulated junk that seems to build up quickly. All in all a pleasant afternoon on the beach.

There was one particularly clever seagull that waited until I was in the water casting, then sneaked up to my bait and even when I put a rock on the bag, managed to peck it out and try and make off with it.