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The long unwindy road to Swakopmund. |
Sorry. Page still under construction- I'll finish it as soon as I can. |
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. |
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. |
Spotted Gulley Shark. Yup; bait. |
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Finally the Bronzies home in- with Steve getting the run-around first... |
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. |
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. |
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. |
Steenbras taken from the boat just a couple of hundred yards out from the breakers. |
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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. |
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. |
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. |
