Hi all,
 
We (Rory & me – JP & our faithful top men Garnet & Andy) finally got to Malangane Mozambique last weekend after rescheduling twice due to family commitments and bad weather. We had had reports of abundant Cuda and Snoek as well as report of a spearo getting skewered by a Saily off Ponta.
 
Saturday:
Our trip last weekend started out as rather mediocre, we arrived last Saturday at the same time as a 27knot SW which turned the current and sent the fish scurrying. Nevertheless – we proceeded to sea to get some fresh fish for the braai. (One Job Fish not worthy of a photo.)
Sunday:
As expected, was a pearler, we got to sea early and charged up North to the G-Spot. Unfortunately the current was still from the wrong end of town. Rory shot a nice Dorado, we sighted a few Wahoo's and a lone Cuda. All in all none of the boats were having much joy. We reverted to dragging some plastic around the ocean for the non-divers on the boat. This yielded another Dorado and a Kawa- Kawa. Even my favorite secret spots for Job Fish held nothing except over-eager potato bass. We stopped in at the Malangane Pinnacles on the way home to find Graham Dwain & Barry Skinstad doing their thing trying to get some close ups of the resident sharks. They warned us of an abundant chum line and some good action. We decided to take a look regardless. Unfortunately, the sharks seemed more interested in us than them. I ended up donating a nice Fulvi to the Zambezi stew beneath.

Monday:
Stiff North Easter - We resorted to hunting a few nice Job fish on the inshore reefs. I was feeling decidedly miserable as there was a stiff SW forecast for Tuesday – and we had to pack up at lunch.
Tuesday:
Happiness is – the NE was blowing at about 8 knots – a bumpy but reasonable sea and we knew things would be cooking before the SW arrived. The ocean was alive. We put the Rapala's out on the way to the Pinnacle's as there were birds & Kawa-Kawa everywhere. In about 45 minutes we boated 1 Wahoo, 2 Kawa-Kawa, lost a Wahoo to a shark & had a hook up with a Saily. Rory & I could not contain ourselves anymore and jumped in on the pinnacles. The sharks were out of control so we decided to move to a small pinnacle about 800m inshore. I immediately boated a 15kg Cuda. I saw Rory chasing a nice Wahoo, he tried the get into a ball trick and let it swim back at you – on my advice - did not work. His own fault for taking advice on how to shoot a Wahoo from somebody who had never shot a Wahoo! Anyway, that changed about 10 minutes later when I managed to bag a 7kg Wahoo. (I did not use the get into a ball trick!) At this stage there were quite a few sharks around, still reasonably well behaved.
 
The highpoint of the weekend was when a shoal of outsized Saily's came in on us. I plugged a good size one, just behind the eye, but not a brain shot. On my way up, I saw Rory going down and just knew things were about to get out of hand. His took off out to sea, mine went inshore, I managed to hold on for some good water skiing. The shouting match for the boat then ensued. They picked up Rory, came back to me & passed me my reel gun, (I was quite insistent on this as I had picked up a fan club of a few big Dusky's and a nice Zambo.) They proceeded to look for Rory's buoy (never to be seen again) & left me to my fun and games. Fortunately the Saily did not sound, although every time I turned it and started getting close, it gave me the evil eye my thoughts went back to the unfortunate Spearo from Ponta. After about 25 minutes, I managed to boat the 47kg Saily, with the help of the steady crew.
 
The SW arrived, we spent another 20 minutes looking for Rory's buoy – to no avail. If you find a 1.2m old Rob Allen gun with orange plastic buoy, floating somewhere between here and Moz, please let Rory know! (He said you can keep the Saily if it is still there J)

 
Cheers
 
JP