We keep fishing and hook up to a shark on the remaining dead bonnie and after towing us around for about half an hour it finally rubs through the leader.
On our final drift we get a strike on the surface bait and Pieter makes light work of a medium size yellowfin. We quickly bleed the fish, check the time and decide to hit the beach and celebrate with a couple of cold ones
At the beach everyone was venturing a guess at the weight and most said it would be tight between our fish and the one Captain Charlie caught.When we finally arrived at the weigh in they confirmed that Jeff's fish weighed 25kgs and I suspected that we might just come up a bit short.
Willem proudly walked up to weigh his fish and even though it turned out we did get pipped he couldn't hide the smile! Ours came in at 22,2kgs, if only it had been a bit longer... Well that's fishing for you.
In the end we were well beaten by Jeff and Trevor but we did make them sweat a bit and had a great time at it!
That night " it was going off like a raw prawn" to quote The Badger and the next day it was a couple of bent and slightly broken but very very happy anglers that had to hit the road terug na die ou transvaal.