About Andre Van Wyk

General fishing hack who unfortunately has a real job. #ambassador #humanlabradoodle

Into the Great Wide Open – Part 1: Adventures to St.Brandons Atoll

“Into the Great Wide Open…Under them skies of Blue… Out in the great wide open…. A Rebel without a clue”… I wonder if Tom Petty had wandering fisherman in mind when he penned his 1991 classic… But whenever I’m off on a mission to chase fish somewhere off the regular grid, this chorus is never [...]

Not your Average Friday

Billy McCarthy is singing to me... The Augustines front man's soul is pouring out of my Land Rovers speakers, while the early winter countryside along the N2 east bound rolls past my window... the "Check Brake Pads" light on the dashboard  keeps flashing its orange warning at me, but I'm ignoring it... Its Thursday, I'm not [...]

A Bit of History, a Bit of Innovation and a bunch of Magic

Most of those interested in the pursuit of Saltwater fish with a flyrod, have no doubt heard the name of Flip Pallot... An early pioneer of chasing the worlds premier shallow water gamefish on fly, Flip is responsible for a huge number of innovations and techniques we take for granted in this day and age... [...]

Low Down Dirty Thugs – getting involved with gang life

As some of you may be aware, some of the folks here at F&F are kinda fond of the "low life" side of things...In other words we like to chase dirty fish on feathers...Yup, we talking about Carp...In particular, urban carp...We're not talking about the Golf Course pond variety, or the ones living in quiet [...]

DESERT TRIPPING IN OMAN… PART 2 – THE FISH…

Carrying on from Part 1, which can be read here, http://feathersandfluoro.com/?p=8903 , The heathen conventional angling adventure continues....  We finally arrived at No Boundaries Lodges in Shwaymiyah, and met up with Kil, Lars and Tsurusaki-San, and soon enough we all decended on our tackle bags and proceeded to start rigging… you would have sworn the contents [...]

Getting Silly with It – Chasing Tarpon on a 3 weight…

To a flyfisherman, the word "Tarpon" conjours up great visions of leviathan sized creatures, armour plated beaten silver heavyweights, exploding into the air over a gin clear flat, gill rakers rattling like the springs on the old farm truck as it drives over a cattle grid, a bewildered angler clinging to what seems like an [...]