The
long unwindy road to Swakopmund. |
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First
view of the Skeleton Coast, down at where the Namib meets the sea |
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Ottmar
instructs Steveo on the delicate nuances of African shark fishing.
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Off
the mark with a Hound Shark- one of several that ran off with the bait for
the big girls.
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Waiting
for the big pull. |
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Spotted
Gulley Shark. Yup; bait. |
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Finally
the Bronzies home in- with Steve getting the run-around first... |
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Followed
just minutes later by yours truly. Hold on tight and dig in those heels. |
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"Hurry
up you wimp! I kicked mine's arse ages ago!!" says Steve as 20
minutes after landing his shark I was still disappearing off backwards
into the dunes. |
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I
just couldn't work out why? |
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The
fog bank formed by the warm desert air meeting the cold Benguela Current
gradually recedes to the horizon as the day wears on. |
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Steve
in action as a lonely Bronzie awaits his photo on the beach.

"Awww,
lonely... Go on then gizza
cuddle". |
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The
Sally Gunnell-fish: Ugly as sin, but runs like fuck. |
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Steenbras
taken from the boat just a couple of hundred yards out from the breakers. |
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After a titanic hungover struggle, our biggest Bronzie of the trip finally
hits the beach.
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All
together now: "Ahhh". |
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Ha.
Steve gets the heavy bit as we just manage to hoist 125 kilos of shark up
for a brief second and a snap for the album. |
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And
back she goes, safe and sound. "Guess we'd better go and get the
plane now hadn't we?" |
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A
beautiful Blue Ray caught by Steve down in the surf. |
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Steve
has managed to return since and ended up taffling with some more lumps
like this 120kg shark. Nice work, if you can get it. |