Myself, Sue (wife) and son Tim off to Josini dam to catch tigerfish. In view of the heavy rains and muddy water we decided againstartificial and opted for worms to catch kurper to use as live bait. We could not catch the kurper, because the small tigers nailed thebait, hook and all, with their razor sharp teeth.

We tried normal steel piano wire and they wouldn’t touch it. Unfortunately I had left the fancy supple French braided steel wire(cannelle) at home. We had fun with the small tigers on lighttackle and then switched over to catfishing, with fish up to 15 kgs;these powerhouses gave us a run for our money using 4 kg line oncentre-pins with 9 wt fly rods.

The bush camp we stayed in offered something different in that youcould go out and stalk the resident herd of elephants (with a guide)- thank you, but no thank you! we stuck to matters piscatorial.

Back to Johannesburg to collect Sue’s sister Delia and her husbandJim arriving from the U.K. It was then down to our cottage on theVaal Dam (shoreline 800 km) for some lazy coarse fishing for carp,yellows, mud and catfish over the new year.

Upped stakes and motored to the beautiful Drakensburg Mountains,which had a dusting of snow on the high peaks, due to some freakweather over the new year (snow in the middle of summer – unheardof!). We were heading for “Giants Cup” an unspoilt area in theUnderburg to ‘drown some feather’s’ trying to tempt the wild trout. Tim (the trout poacher) faired the best with 2 fighting-fit rainbows. Unfortunately they fought themselves to death on his 2-wt rig.

We then travelled south across ‘The Mountains of the Dragon’ downto the wild coast, the last 30km taking us one and a half hours inthe 4 x 4.

Opting for light tackle and Scarborough reels we had a great timegully fishing. Coming back the Nissan Sani 4 x 4’s fuel pipe fromthe filler cap to the tank came adrift (that’s another long story),but it meant a night over at the Nottingham Road Hotel. It is theoldest hotel in Kwa Zulu Natal. It has quite a history and I wasinterested to see a list of do’s and don’ts in the good old days. For example, guests were requested to not sleep more than 2 to a bedand to ensure that they removed their boots.

What with the tragic floods, foot and mouth in the U.K. SouthAfrica offers many opportunities for visiting anglers and theirfamilies.

Most important our currency has weakened to such an extent thateven the ladies of horizontal tendencies are leaving. For example,first class accommodation with meals starts at about £ 20.00 anda pint of “bottled sandwiches” round about 30p.

If you are unfamiliar with some of the fish species mentioned gointo my site www.fishingowl.co.zaand click on species on the home page.

Please don’t forget to sign the guest book!

Josini Dam on the border of Swaziland and S.A. Zulu Land. Relatively new Dam filled up over night after a typhoon call “Demoina” came through in the mid 80’s. The flood area still shows the now dead trees and bush. A number of different species of fish can be found but famous for the Tiger Fish.

Giraffe in the dense bush some times very difficult to see and the vehicle could be parked right next to one.

Creatures great and small wander in and out of the camp

Cottage on the bank of the Vaal Dam.

Most of our coarse fishing is done from small boats.

Tim and friend Gareth Osman caught and release this 12 kg Catfish 1st January 2001, in their words “the best new year’s eve ever”.

Early morning, 29th December 2001

The Underburg “Giants Cup” in the distance. A truly stunning part of the Southern Drakensburg (The Dragon Mountains)

A good view of “Giants Cups” from the river that came out of the mountains bordering the mountains kingdom of Lesotho.

The beautiful unspoilt Wild coast. Mpame beach with the Indian Ocean in the far background. Sorry no candy floss, no ice cream parlous, no movies only a generator and gas.

One of the many, many gully’s you can fish in from the rocks, just watch the changing tides.

A cooling splash in one of the pools protected by the rocks.

Watch out for the crowds on the beach they seem to think they own it.

Jim quite at home in the pub near Nottingham Road Hotel. Sue quite happy to relax after that long trip back.

Hippo Crossing. The word out here is that the Irish Secret Service have achieved a major break through by deciphering the British High Way Code, wonder how long it would take them with the South African road signs.

Bucks crossing

The Non-Angling Brits Delia and Jim Houghton had a ball and went to places right off the beaten track that only mad anglers brave all to go (maybe not so MAD)