Oh......... the............. stinging Tsetse Flies
and the crocodile eyes,
this is no place to dally,
for there's no food here
and I thirst for beer
in the hot Zambezi valley
To the tune of Big Rock Candy Mountain......
(with acknowledgements to Wrex Tarr.)
And so it was that I grew the beard to protect my delicate face from the hot Zambezi sun. It was a 3 day competition for tiger fish and it was hard work too. Up at 4h30 in the morning to sort out the boats then the flare was set off at 6h00 and the water was a seething, churning mass as the boats sped off, each vying for prime fishing spots. Weigh-in was at 5 in the afternoon so it was a long hot day. However, it was great fun and well worth the effort though as can be seen from teh trophies we brought back for Botswana......PULA!!