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The food was very nice. Fresh lobster, plus some
dorado steaks. What miffed me was that I wasn't given
prior notice of the schedule and so didn't take my little
telescopic rod and small end gear with me, because the
shallow reef beneath us was alive with all sorts of
groupers, snappers and the like.
So a very good bonus opportunity was missed. Then it
was back to the trolling, only this time we did stick to
the tried and tested reef edge, taking a seemingly never
ending stream of average size barracudas.
I did however make up for missing out on the reef
fishing with the telescopic rod in the days that followed
at two locations I eventually found very close to the
hotel.
The first was a huge rock on the beach which I fished
from with prawns bought from the hotel kitchen. This
turned up all sorts of species, with a few break off's by
fish way too powerful for the light tackle I was using.
Phill Williams, brace of Dorado The other spot was a small wooden bridge over what
appeared to be a river, but was actually a tidal gap
between the mangroves, from which I caught all sorts
of small fish ranging from needlefish to porcupine fish and small snappers.
All interesting stuff. But a far cry from the promise of a Caribbean angling paradise, which from a
purely holiday perspective it most certainly is.
EGYPT - LAKE NASSER
As a country, I don't like Egypt. It's dirty, noisy, and certainly in the more populated areas, everyone is
constantly trying to see the inside of your wallet one way or another. Quite literally, a land of waving
palms.
Thank goodness then when we arrived we only had the one night to endure at Aswan where we stayed
inside the hotel in readiness for a four am convoy to the fishing on Lake Nasser.
This was supposedly a military protected convoy due to the threat of Islamic terrorism for our long
arduous journey through the dessert to Abu Simbel close to the border with Sudan.
It started off well enough, then very quickly descended into a live version of the wacky races, with
trucks and coaches all trying to over-take each other in the dark on the narrow dessert track, ducking
and weaving between each other and the numerous wrecked vehicles lying by the way-side to the point
where there was no convoy left, which is presumably when the army contingent turned around and
headed back to base.
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