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was a typical KwaZulu Natal winter morning with a gentle land
breeze flatting the glassy waves that were rolling around the
point. The Shad fishermen where going mad which was a good sign
as the shad where being caught right in the shore break which
hopefully meant that they had been chased in by bigger predators.
As I waded into the water disaster struck as my mask strap broke,
luckily I caught the mask before it got washed away and Iain
my dive buddy saved my snorkel. There is nothing like the feeling
of anguish knowing that I had to run 1.5km back to the car and
try and fashion a strap from bits and pieces of my mates equipment
all the while Daryl and Iain where already heading out into
the deeper water about 300m off the point. After a good hour
I eventually made the swim out with no further problems and
found my mates on an awesome section of reef. There was not
much fish activity but there where a few large sharks around
that ensured we kept in close proximity to each other.
After
spending two hours on the deeper reef and with a good bag
of nice size Crayfish in the net we headed in to the shallower
water on the back line. It was here where all the fun started
and as I drifted quietly through a big sand cloud , there
before me were 4 very startled Daggas. They all stared to
head off into the foam and sand and I just had enough time
to line up and shoot from the surface. It was a long shot
and I thought that I had duffed it but then the gun was wrenched
from my hand and the fish moved off at pace. After a good
tussel my trusty dive bubby helped me subdue the large the
fish and it wasn’t long before we staggered up the beach
back to the cars with our catch. The Dagga weighed in at 24kg’s
and being my first I was as excited as the shad fisher men
who where still catching shad shot for shot.
Thanks
for a great compo Chris.
Cheers
and Regards
Burnsie.
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