I'm a sight fisherman way before I'm a fly fisherman. Faced with two options; blind casting a fly rod, or pitching live bait at a target, I will pick the latter every time. As a result I find myself only ever really looking back at the trip photos of fish in the water, actively feeding [...]
When Peter Coetzee went to the Yemeni archipelago of Socotra, he had two weeks spent chasing giant trevally on the cards. Then the pandemic shut the world down. Stuck between a civil war in Yemen, pirates and terrorists in Somalia and the pallor of a new plague gripping the world, Pete and his fellow travellers [...]
Getting soaking wet and full of sand first thing in the morning from my navy seal style entry into the backline was now routine. After the shore break deposited me on the reef I ran up the rocks and took off everything, bar my chafe shorts. I even brought an extra bottle of water to [...]
*the next few posts will be out of order, and will be reorganised on conclusion of the series. If satan ran the oceans and not Poseidon, and if he particularly disliked fly fisherman, then I imagine he would have designed the reef in front of me. A double layered coral shelf, razor sharp with holes [...]
