Archive | November, 2016

Return to Farquhar

Morning couldn’t come soon enough.  My long-awaited host job to Farquhar Atoll in the Seychelles began.  My group and I loaded our bags in a minivan taxi and drove to the IDC charter plane airport.


At 7:30 IDC weighed us in.  We weren’t close to overweight because of being short my two friends from home.  One last time, this is a heartbreaker in that my friends had a flight cancel on the way to the Seychelles and had to miss the trip because they couldn’t make it here in time to catch the charter.  At 9 we boarded the Beech 1900D airliner.


The charter flight from Mahe, Seychelles to Farquhar Atoll takes 1 hour 45 minutes.  Leaving the tropical paradise of Mahe is a sight to behold.  Lush jungle mountains make up the area with numerous islands.  You can only imagine how many fish once prowled its waters.


This is the second time I’ve hosted at Farquhar Atoll.  My first was this exact same time two years ago.  There’s been a drastic change to the atoll since then.  In 2015 one of the worst cyclones in the history of the Seychelles made a direct hit on Farquhar.  It was so bad that most palm trees were uprooted or snapped and the lodge was completely destroyed.  To give you an idea how bad it was, here are some pics from before and after.


The lodge and grounds in 2014.

Now the lodge is missing and this is one of the few buildings left.

The palm forest and lodge grounds were spectacular.

Today most trees are gone and the landscape looks like a warzone.


Farquhar has been closed for nearly a year.  A new lodge is scheduled to open around October of 2017.  Because we don’t have a lodge we will be on a liveaboard ship named the Maya’s Dugong.  It’s a beautiful vessel and we are anchored a short distance offshore.


Our plane landed on Farquhar at 11.  We were met by our fishing guides.  Two are good friends of mine that I met last trip.  We took a tractor ride to meet the skiffs which shuttled us to the Maya’s Dugong.  Head guide Matthieu Cosson gave us orientation then the guides went to work readying everyone’s tackle.  They check your equipment from flies to leader to reels and rods.  Then they check every single knot in your system.


The Maya’s Dugong is big and comfortable.  Though cabins are small, each has its own bathroom and shower.  There are two outside decks.  The lower deck is where we keep all the tackle.  Upstairs is an outside seating area nice for beers at night and coffee in the morning.  Inside we have a dining room and lounge.


The most important thing for me on this trip is for my guests to have a great time.  We’re off to a good start here.  I have a good group and they have been fishing off the back of the boat since we got here.  I have some personal fishing goals as well.  I’d like to catch either a milkfish or a dogtooth tuna this week.  Both species have troubled me over the years.


Amazingly, I went to the back of the boat at sunset and sunk down a Clouser minnow.  It was literally my first cast and I got ripped.  As my fish began to give up it was taken by another fish and eventually I brought up this half-eaten dogtooth tuna.  I’d later get a whole dogtooth to hand.  Doggie species done!


Today was not a guided fishing day.  We hung out and took turns fishing from the back of the boat right up until around 10 PM tonight.  We caught a few more small dogtooth tunas and a heap of bigeye trevally.  Some of these were nice size like this one Lance Tomar is holding.


That’s all for today.  Tomorrow the games begin with six full days of fishing here at Farquhar Atoll.  The way our fishing started today from the back of the boat I suspect this will be a great one!


The Seychelles are truly one of the great saltwater fly fishing destinations left in the world.  To learn more or even better, join me on my next trip here, contact me or Yellow Dog Flyfishing Adventures!


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Start of My Host Trip to Farquhar

blog-nov-29-2016-1-jamelah-guest-house-maheI awoke this morning still trying to grasp the fact that my friends from Jackson won’t be on this trip to Farquhar.  I have a lump in my gut that isn’t going away.  I had to read my emails from yesterday again to believe it.  This situation sucks.  In hindsight, I wish I advised them to come a day early to Mahe and hang.  But I can’t look back.


blog-nov-29-2016-2-yellow-dog-flyfishingFortunately, the rest of my group arrived as planned.  They’re jetlagged but ready to get started.  We’re presently at the Hotel La Rousette here in Mahe.  We just finished a fantastic dinner and most are sleep.  We have an early morning charter to catch and at this time tomorrow we should be on Farquhar Atoll.


blog-nov-29-2016-3-fox-fruit-batsInternet sucks here so I went down the street to where I was last night to load my blog.  It’s a dark walk and one of the trees above me was alive with the giant fox bats eating fruit.  Sammy and I tried to get some pics but all we got were the eyes.  Pretty cool shot nonetheless.


The Seychelles are truly one of the great saltwater fly fishing destinations left in the world.  To learn more or even better, join me on my next trip here, contact me or Yellow Dog Flyfishing Adventures!


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Arrival in the Seychelles

November 27 & 28, 2016


November 27, 2016

blog-nov-27-2016-1-flyfishing-the-seychelles-sam-vigneriAfter a wonderful week in South Africa and Lesotho chasing yellowfish with my friends of FlyCastaway, Sunday I headed for the Seychelles to begin my host trip to Farquhar Atoll for Yellow Dog Flyfishing Adventures.  The day started at the Johannesburg airport where I met my longtime pal, Sam Vigneri.  Most of you know Sammy from our many Baja Mexico trips together.


blog-nov-27-2016-2-flyfishing-the-seychellesWe left Joburg on Air Seychelles on a 5-hour flight.  Sammy flew from Casper, Wyoming so he was jetlagged and exhausted from 30 hours of travel and he passed out on takeoff.  I did my usual, typed and edited photos to finish up my blogs from yellowfishing the entire way to Seychelles.


blog-nov-28-2016-3-flyfishing-mahe-seychellesWe arrived in Mahe, Seychelles, cleared customs then took a taxi to the Jamelah Guest House and settled in at around 10 PM.  The comfortable accommodation is on the beach and there’s a flat within walking distance.  Though tired, I dug out a rod and reel to be ready for morning fishing.  This led to a near heart attack when I found the case of my Winston 9-weight, the most needed rod for the rest of my trip, shattered in my luggage by the airline.  Miraculously the rod seems to have survived – whew!


November 28, 2016


blog-nov-28-2016-4-sam-vigneri-seychellesMorning came and Sammy was dealing with an 11-hour time change from home.  I dealt with it last week.  My advice, get on the schedule.  No matter how tired you are, get up when you’re supposed to and stay up all day.  You can suffer miserably and beat jetlag in 24 hours or pamper yourself with extra sleep when you arrive but then deal with lingering effects for a week.  I got Sammy up and on to breakfast and coffee despite his request for sleeping in.


blog-nov-28-2016-5-flats-of-maheThe flat was easy to see from the beach front of Jamelah.  The confidence crusher however were the locals fishing it with small nets and masks and snorkels.  Nonetheless, this was an opportunity to get our flats skill senses in order so we went for it.


blog-nov-28-2016-6-sam-vigneri-seychellesSammy was rejuvenated once his feet hit the water.  The tide was low but from 10 AM till 1 PM we had a chance to see some fish.  I hung with Sammy to help him spot fish.  We tied on a crab and perched on the point of the flat.  We had high hopes.


blog-nov-28-2016-7-flyfishing-maheSome fish came by.  Most were the odd mini fish that showed no interest in Sammy’s fly.  Then we had some species of surgeon fish which rarely eat flies.  Last but not least, a small school of milkfish came along.  This species is high on my “hopes” list for this trip.  They’re extremely difficult to fool because they eat algae.  This wasn’t the right conditions to catch them and we didn’t.


blog-nov-28-2016-8-jamelah-guest-house-maheWhen we returned to the Jamelah after fishing.  I checked my email only to find very sad news.  Two of my guests, friends from home, had their flight from Jackson, WY to Salt Lake City cancelled yesterday morning because of snow.  This in turn caused them to miss their flight from LA to Dubai and on to the Seychelles which in the end they miss our charter flight Wednesday morning for Farquhar.  The tragic thing on this kind of a trip is that when you miss the charter you miss the trip.


My friends missing this trip should be a lesson to us all.  Always purchase trip insurance.  Trip insurance is required for all Yellow Dog trips and the helpful staff takes care of this for you.  Luckily my friends are covered.  But again, I am sick over this and can’t imagine how bummed they are right now.


blog-nov-28-2016-9-seychelles-fishingThere’s not much to do in Mahe if you’re an angler.  Sammy and I lounged around the rest of the day and grabbed a meal down the street.  Tomorrow the rest of my clients, barring any additional travel problems, will arrive.   Wednesday we’ll head for Farquhar to begin this amazing trip.


The Seychelles are truly one of the great saltwater fly fishing destinations left in the world.  To learn more, or even better, join me on my next trip here, contact me or Yellow Dog Flyfishing Adventures!


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Fly Fishing in Lesotho Comes to an End

Nov 25 & 26, 2016


blog-nov-25-26-2016-2-yellowfishingThe rain behaved last night but it didn’t help our fishing. The rivers were still blown out from storms the night before last.  Instead we fished on the dam again for a few hours then reeled it in.


blog-nov-25-26-2016-3-flycastawayThis has been a fantastic visit to South Africa and Lesotho.  Gerhard and the FlyCastaway Team put on a fun week for me.  The fishing was far better than expected and naturally, time with friends from a far can’t be matched.  This trip has been great!


blog-nov-25-7-26-2016-1-lesotho-fishingOn Saturday, we returned on the 7-hour drive to Gerhard’s in Johannesburg.  Gerhard and his wife Marike and I hit the town and had a great time.  JoBurg gets a bad rap but I promise, like any big city in the world there’s good and bad.  I really like the good here!


Tomorrow I’m off on the next chapter of this month-long adventure.  I will be hosting a trip of friends for Yellow Dog Flyfishing Adventures to Farquhar Atoll in the Seychelles.  From one extreme to the next – the blog continues!


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

A Christmas Gift for the Angler that has Everything

blog-nov-19-2016-3-coffee-mugs-with-fishI’m falling behind on my blog because I’m camping and fishing in South Africa this week but don’t worry, the reports will come.  In fact, I’ll have reports for every day from now till December 14th ranging from South Africa, Seychelles, Dubai, Abu Dhabi and I may possibly return to Oman this trip. But thanks to being able to launch and date a blog far in advance I’m able to remind you:




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Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Storms Doom Yellowfish Rivers

blog-nov-24-2016-1-mohale-dam-fishingThunder shook Lesotho all night.  Heaps of rain fell.  We all heard it and knew for sure all rivers would be chocolate colored mud in the morning.  We slept in then took it easy while Ryan weaved us a plan for fishing the dam (reservoir).


blog-nov-24-2016-2-flyfishing-mohale-dam-lesothoThis dam is scenic area and for that reason there’s a scenic boat ride tour.  Being how remote we are, this tour likely doesn’t get much biz.  Ryan contacted the driver and asked if he would convert himself from tour guide to fishing boat driver for the day.  He was totally cool being booked however we needed to use him.


blog-nov-24-2016-3-lesothoOff we went up the gorgeous narrow arms of the dam.  It’s so much greener here than last year.  Villages dot the high mountain sides.  The locals rarely see a boat so they run from their huts and stand from above to watch.  Often, they yell for a wave.  This lady wanted her baby to check us out.


blog-nov-24-2016-4-flycastaway-guide-craig-richardsonFar up the arm of the dam we came to rising fish.  While most the guys opted to hop on shore, Craig and I stayed on the boat and cast to the rises.  We fished big foam dries and had action right away.  Our boat driver had more fun than we did watching the action.



blog-nov-24-2016-5-sterkfontein-fishingWe caught a lot of smaller sized yellows much like our first day earlier this week.  It was fun.  The setting was unique.  But after about five hours of this we decided to make this a shorter day.  We also had storms in the horizon again and didn’t want to get stranded in the Lesotho boonies.






blog-nov-24-2016-6-flycastaway-fishingWe returned to our cabin earlier than normal.  The rain threatened again but doesn’t seem to be as bad as last night.  We had our usual feast with beers and tonight I drew a snake river cutthroat on Craig’s backpack.  Lots of fun going on down here in the Southern Africa country of Lesotho.  Tomorrow is our last day then I begin my trek to the Seychelles. . . .


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Long Hike Pays Dividends Fishing in Lesotho

blog-nov-23-2016-1-trout-fishing-in-lesothoThe sun rises here in Lesotho just before 5 AM.  The birds go off like mad.  While winter approaches back home, the green of spring is full on in Southern Africa.  I live for the southern hemisphere when the days are cold and short back home.  We left early to fish a very special section of water today.


blog-nov-23-2016-2-fishing-in-lesothoThe river was an hour drive from our cabin up and down the winding roads of the mountains.  Once parked we split up.  Today I went with FlyCastaway guides Craig and Brendan to fish the upper reaches of the river.  This meant an hour hike before first cast.


blog-nov-23-2016-3-bauer-reels-winston-rodsOnce to our start place Craig and Brendan went in to action fishing upstream.  I needed some food and water followed by one of my Kate’s bars.  While enjoying the three I saw a rise on the far bank.  The water was slow moving so I approached with caution.  The smallmouth yellowfish was swimming towards me when I got close so I made my cast.  I hooked up!


blog-nov-23-2016-4-smallmouth-yellowfishYellowfish fight far harder than you suspect.  This dude smoked me upstream then buried me in some weeds.  I waded through deep horrible muck and broke him loose then off he went downstream.  These are wild fish never been caught before and it shows.  At last I corralled him and flicked this shot with my self-timer.  I cut off my head but not a bad fish portrait!


blog-nov-23-2016-5-rising-yellowfishsI stayed on the far bank and slowly stalked upstream looking for my next target.  It didn’t take long before I saw the smallmouth yellowfish of dreams.  He was long and as thick across the back as a mirror carp on Blackfoot Reservoir.  I watched and soon he settled like a big trout against a boulder.


blog-nov-23-2016-6-rising-yellowfishI launched a cast.  It was a tough casting angle because I was on a high bank and the needed distance was long.  I went too far but was able to lift my rod and drag my parachute hopper into the fish’s lane without him seeing.  The anticipation as my fly drifted into the zone gave me the feeling I got with big trout as a kid.  The monstrous smallmouth yellowfish rose as slow as a cutthroat and took the fly facing directly at me.


blog-nov-23-2016-7-jeff-currier-fly-fishing-lesotho-for-yellowfishI mentioned yesterday about how yellowfish don’t have a mouth for feeding off the surface.  I’ve learned that when the yellow eats directly at you, you must wait at least three seconds before striking.  I did exactly this and rewardingly I went tight.


blog-nov-23-2016-8-smallmouth-yellowfishWith all the rocks, weeds and logs in the water it’s a miracle I landed this beast.  But I got him.  Unfortunately, the big yellow was cumbersome to handle so I didn’t try again for a self-timer hero shot.  Instead, it’s the lousy ole fish next to the rod shot.  He was big!


blog-nov-23-2016-9-flyfishing-africaI liked my spot and hung around there relaxing, nibbling on snacks, had a droopy ham sandwich and took in the gorgeous landscape.  I could see plenty of grazing sheep around me and somewhere up the mountain behind was a local singing and playing a homemade guitar sounding instrument.  It was a cultural surreal scene for sure – I’m not in Victor anymore.


blog-nov-23-2016-10-jeff-currier-fly-fishing-lesotho-for-yellowfishMidafternoon Craig came back to check on me.  He was surprised to see I only moved about a quarter mile from the starting point.  But I was in my groove.  My slow pace was perfect for taking it all in.  I was catching fish and enjoying the best of Lesotho.


blog-nov-23-2016-11-flyfishing-for-yellowfishI’d end up catching four yellows by the time we hiked out.  I was more than satisfied.  On the trek out the mountain valleys took on an entire new look.  The sunset cast shadows proving the mountains are much larger then they first appear.


blog-nov-23-2016-12-jeff-currier-fish-artTonight I broke out the Sharpies again.  This time I decorated Gerhard’s laptop with a leaping tarpon.  Perhaps I’m practicing for the show season?  Could I actually get 20 pieces done in Somerset this year?  I think I can so put me to work!


blog-nov-23-2016-sunset-in-lesothoLooks like some storms are rolling in tonight.  Could be trouble for our rivers in the morning.  No matter what happens this has already been incredible.  Stay tuned for more from this month of insane fishing adventure!


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Return to Flyfishing in Lesotho

blog-nov-22-2016-2-jeff-currier-flyfishing-lesothoIts amazing what a good night’s rest will do after being completely exhausted.  I awoke this morning feeling sharp and after coffee with the FlyCastaway team we drove about an hour from our cabin here in Lesotho to a river they fish twice a year.  Once again, despite predictions of rain, the sky was blue and temperatures were comfortable for wet wading.


blog-nov-22-2016-3-flycastawayThe nice thing I remember about fishing in Lesotho last year with my friends from Tourette is that these rivers are remote and untouched.  Unlike any trout river I know back home, you never see another angler.  Today was only us and we were likely the first anglers to descend into this canyon to fish in eons.


blog-nov-22-2016-3-gerhard-laubscher-flycastawayWhere we met the water was less than a mile from where the river meets the reservoir.  Ryan, Brendan and Craig went downstream, Gerhard and I went up.  The high water line was 30ft above us leaving the river bottom well exposed with dead tree stumps protruding and dried up silt-mud to walk through.  There was also plenty of rock which made for nice casting platforms.


blog-nov-22-2016-4-flyfishing-with-gerhardLike yesterday the smallmouth yellowfish were abundant.  The difference today however, the smallest yellows were bigger than yesterdays biggest.  Gerhard and I took turns catching fish.  The yellows were so cooperative it wasn’t a long wait between turns.


Gerhard Laubscher photo

Gerhard Laubscher photo

Best of all, today was entirely sight fishing.  We could see the yellowfish cruising near the surface in the back eddies and slow water places while in the rapids they could be seen hugging rocks in inches of water.  All you had to do was plop your fly within 2ft of the fish and you’d get them to eat.


Gerhard Laubscher photo

Gerhard Laubscher photo

Hooking yellowfish is harder than trout.  Yellowfish mouths aren’t ideal for surface feeding.  This is surprising being that they look up so readily.  You definitely go through phases where you hook and land three in a row but then you miss twice that.  Half way through the day I figured out the timing needed for each hook set depending on the angle in which the yellow ate my fly.


Gerhard Laubscher photo

Gerhard Laubscher photo

I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I estimated catching 50 smallmouth yellowfish today.  The fishing was no less than mind-blowing!  Gerhard spent most of the day shooting photos while I went on and absolute tear.  I haven’t had a day like this in a long time.  Miles and miles of fish filled river and no other anglers beating me to the next pool.


Gerhard Laubscher photo

Gerhard Laubscher photo

We finished our fishing around 6 PM.  It was a grunt hike from the river back up to the vehicles.  Along the hike up you pass locals herding sheep and chasing donkeys.  Fly fishing in Lesotho is a wild setting to say the least.  Last but not least, in the truck was our cooler full of beer, and well deserved, my South African friends declared today the best ever on this river.  Wow!  I’m a lucky guy.  We kicked back and took it all in before returning to the cabin.


blog-nov-22-2016-9-brendan-becker-yellowfish-fishingMy jetlag was long gone tonight therefore I had it in me to have some fun.  I always travel with my Sharpies so I busted them out and sketched a rising yellowfish on Brendan’s chest pack.  Brendan aims to incorporate his pack into a yellowfish hero shot somewhere in the near future.  I can’t wait to see it and I can’t wait to hit a new river again tomorrow.  The team says we should meet the largest yellowfish of our trip. . . .


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

A Month Long Journey Officially Begins

I arrived in South Africa yesterday on my way to hosting a Yellow Dog trip to the Seychelles.  I’m visiting my friends Gerhard Laubscher and Ryan Hammond that own FlyCastaway, the outfit that operates Farquhar.  We planned months ago to fish for largemouth yellowfish.  Due to weather, the plans have changed.  The new twist begins . . . .


blog-nov-21-2016-2-flyfishing-johannesburgLast night at 10 PM I was so far beyond jetlag exhausted it wasn’t funny.  I was delirious.  Regrettably, instead of going to bed, Gerhard and I had to go back to the Johannesburg airport to pick up my Simms bag that didn’t come in with my flight earlier in the day.  Retrieving my luggage took two hours and we returned to Gerhard’s around 1 AM.


Other than crappy naps on planes I’d been up since Thursday.  But I was so tired I couldn’t sleep.  It’s the worst.  Rather than toss in bed, I loaded yesterday’s blog.  I went to bed at 2 AM.  Painful as it was, Gerhard got me out of bed at 4:25 AM to head on a long drive for fishing.  I hadn’t felt as crappy tired in years.


blog-nov-21-2016-3-jetlagWe left Gerhard’s and picked up Ryan Hammond.  You’ll remember Ryan from last trip to South Africa when we fished Sterkfontein and again this summer when we fished the Henry’s Fork.  After a quick handshake (now 5 AM) I climbed in the back seat of the truck.  This was my position for the entire drive.


blog-nov-21-2016-4-flyfishing-lesothoSix months ago our plan was to fish for largemouth yellowfish (a species similar to the mahseer of India) at FlyCastaway’s newest lodge.  Disappointingly, huge rains the last two weeks blew our plans out the window.  Desperate to find any fishing this week, Gerhard and Ryan decided on a seven-hour drive south to the small mountainous country of Lesotho.


blog-nov-21-2016-5-granny-currier-tourette-fishingLast year at this exact time Granny and I were in Lesotho with my friends of Tourette Fishing – Fight it in Africa.  We had the fantastic experience of catching smallmouth yellowfish at their remote lodge, Makhangoa Community Camp.  Under the short notice we couldn’t go to Tourette’s again and instead drove to a tourist lodge on a hillside overlooking a massive dam where we will explore its tributaries (down here reservoirs are called, “dams”).


blog-nov-21-2016-6-god-help-me-pass-lesothoAfter five hours driving I woke up to present my passport at the border crossing from South Africa to Lesotho.  The crossing went smooth then we passed through Lesotho’s capital of Maseru.  This must be one of the smallest capital cities in the world.  We went through the African city in five minutes and before we knew it we were heading up over the mountain pass Lekahalo La Molimo Nthuse, better known as God Help Me Pass.


blog-nov-21-2016-7-flyfishing-for-yellowfishWe drove another two hours and checked into our accommodation.  This isn’t a place FlyCastaway works out of, this is simply a cool place Gerhard and Ryan like to stay when fishing for yellowfish.  To my delight, FlyCastaway guides, Brendan Becker and Craig Richardson, where here to join us.  I met Brendan in Farquhar in 2014 and Craig spent this past summer in Victor.


blog-nov-21-2016-8-smallmouth-yellowfishing-lesothoWe enjoyed celebratory beers then filed in Gerhard’s truck and ventured up the rugged dirt roads high above the dam to search for a stream the FlyCastaway boys have studied on Google Earth.  The forecast was for rain but things were good.  We had a sprinkle here and there with dashes of sunshine.  The temperature was around 60°F.  This is a photo from high above the dam.  Notice the local huts on the hillside.  Lesotho takes you back in time.



Gerhard Laubscher photo

We got our first glimpse of the river from afar.  Gerhard and Ryan have been worried for weeks that the rivers would be muddy from the rain.  Luckily, not only was the river crystal clear, it was picturesque.  We descended to it and prepared to fish.


blog-nov-21-2016-10-flyfishing-lesothoThere are numerous species of yellowfish.  The ones we’re after are smallmouth yellowfish.  We rig for them like trout.  I have my 5-weight Winston and a floating line.  My jetlag and lack of sleep was hitting me hard again.  I followed Ryan with my camera.  The scenery was more than enough to keep me awake.


Gerhard Laubscher photo

Gerhard Laubscher photo

The yellows were plentiful.  Any dry fly you threw enticed a strike in the tailouts and heads of pools.  Yellowfish like the splat of your fly so you slap it down hard.  These yellows were tiny but anytime you can start a trip with action is a good thing.


blog-nov-21-2016-12-jeff-currier-flyfishing-lesothoWe fished till sunset.  We caught 20 fish each.  The evening light was memorable on this beautiful river and the distant mountains.  I popped a beer and shot photos.  Along came a local on horse.  He spoke enough English we had an enjoyable chat.  What a difference in our lives.  He has nothing in comparison to what I, or most humans have but he seems happy and content.  He has no idea who the hell Donald Trump is or anything about the world outside Lesotho.  In a way I’m jealous.  Ryan handed him one of our beers and he thanked us and went on his way into the mountains.


blog-nov-21-2016-13-fishing-lesothoBy the time we returned to our house I could hardly keep my eyes open.  The only thing I remember was a small furry animal called a rock dassie crossing in front of the car.  This is the worst jetlag I can remember and perhaps the most tired I’ve ever been.  We pulverized a huge meal of butter chicken and rice.  I can’t remember my last bite but I know it was to die for.  We are going to a river with bigger yellows tomorrow.


Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Fishing Bum Hits Lottery on Air France

blog-nov-20-2016-1-charles-de-gaulle-airportI flew to Paris shortly after I posted yesterday’s blog.  It was a short hop from Amsterdam of only 45 minutes.  In Paris I learned that my upgrade to First Class was a serious deal.  First of all, there’s a difference on long international flights between Business Class and First Class.  Business Class is spectacular but First Class on an Air France A380 is flat out ridiculous. There’s a reason the rich and famous pay nearly $20,000 for tickets!


blog-nov-20-2016-2-flyfishing-the-seychellesWhen I got to the ever so impressive and often intimidating Charles de Gaulle Airport I checked into the Air France frequent flyer lounge.  “Oh Mr. Currier we’ve been worried about you.  We sent someone to meet you from your Amsterdam flight but you must have got off fast”, the gal at the counter said, “She will be here in a minute to take you to the “La Premiere” lounge.  The lounge I was at looked plenty good with a heck of a food spread, good free wine and beer, but the lady came and led me down a hall, into and elevator and we went down.


When the elevator opened my jaw dropped.  We were on the airport tarmac and there were monster planes everywhere.  It was dark and the sound of the jet engines was real.  There was a high class shiny black car with the trunk open.  Three dudes took my Simms pack off my back, stuck it in trunk and said hop in.  My first comment was, “Am I being kidnapped?”


My agent laughed and took me for a five-minute drive amongst taxiing jumbo jets and parked.  We got in another elevator and went up.  This time when it opened was a lounge so nice I was immediately uncomfortable.  That is until they sat me down, handed me a menu and said order as much of anything I wanted, courtesy of Air France.


blog-nov-20-2016-4-airfrance-first-classMy agent left me but said she’d be back to drive me to my plane.  The statement alone seemed awkward but I said ok.  I crushed some food such as an elegant shrimp salad followed by a plate of breaded scallops cooked perfectly.  The red wine was fine.  When it was nearly time to board my plane I my agent wasn’t there so I asked the gal that was waiting on me if I needed to go.  She said my agent would be for me ten minutes before takeoff.  In my mind that was cutting it close but sure enough my agent came, as did several others for the other eight First Class passengers, and in eight separate fancy black cars we were delivered not to the gate, but rather right to the stairs and on to the plane.


blog-nov-20-2016-5-airfrance-to-johannesburgThis isn’t a great photo but my “area” had a bed, a seat, sort of an office space, a television and it was so big I had three windows.  Despite being absolutely exhausted when we boarded at 11:30 PM, I stayed awake for three hours and had another phenomenal meal and more off-the-hook delicious red wine.  At about three in the morning I left my zone to take a leak and just in that time I came back and my bed was made and ready for me.


blog-nov-20-2016-6-flight-with-a-bedIt was unimaginable for this fishing bum to spread out in a bed on a ccommercial airline flight.  But I settled in and eventually slept. The flight from Paris to Johannesburg was 10 hours 3 minutes and I likely got five hours of sleep before waking up to a delivery of my own fresh pot of fantastic European coffee followed by a breakfast to die for.  We touched down in Johannesburg at around 10:00 AM.



blog-nov-20-2016-7-gerhard-laubscherMy friend Gerhard Laubscher of FlyCastaway picked me up.  My luggage got lost in Amsterdam however the “First Class” thing helped.  I had three agents helping me on it and my one Simms bag should arrive late tonight.  I was too tired to worry and anxious for oxygen after 48 hour of travel.  Gerhard and I stopped for Magnum Bars then to his house on the edge of the city.


Gerhard’s wife Mereka was waiting for us and we had a couple beers and they fired up the barbeque.  Only two hours in South Africa and I was enjoying time with old friends and putting down a delicious steak.


I was fighting jetlag after the last bite and as I always teach, don’t fall asleep because the sooner you make the big time adjustment the sooner you enjoy your trip.  Gerhard decided to piece together a 6-weight and we headed to the local golf course overlooking the cityscape of Johannesburg.


blog-nov-20-2016-8-jeff-currier-bass-fishing-africaLike most of America’s golf courses you aren’t allowed to fish, at least during open hours.  We went incognito and made it to a pond.  A major storm was brewing which probably helped us sneak in because most sane golfers went for the club house.


Fishing was terrific.  The largemouth bass were small but prolific and we landed a dozen of the hungry-never-fished nonnatives.  Fishing was a ball and the answer to holding off my jetlag.



We’ve been relaxing at home and for me, working on the blog.  The thunderstorm approaching earlier is dead over us.  Which brings about the bad news for fishing – the largemouth yellowfish fishery we’ve been planning for months is unfishable.  These storms have been hitting every day for weeks and most the waters of South Africa are toast.  “Monsoon Currier” strikes again.


blog-nov-20-2016-10-flyfishing-johannesburgOur new game plan is drive south to the small country of Lesotho where Granny and I fished last year with my friends of Tourette Fight it in Africa.  Smallmouth yellowfish are our best chance.  Stuff happens when you travel the world to fish.  You change gears and make the best of it.  Stay tuned.  At this point I have no idea what to expect but this adventure will be fun.


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