I first read about PNG Black Bass when I was a teenager in the 80’s. The article written by Rod Harrison in a fishing magazine described dense jungle, huge rivers, wild PNG tribes and incredibly tough fish.
For most of us in our early 30’s, the dream of being alone for 5 minutes is or was well out of reach, we have jobs, children or other things in life that make us want to have more freedom than what we already have.
2012 had been a tough year for our family and in need of recovery, my brothers and I decided to return to our spiritual home, the Zambezi Valley. As children and prior to immigrating to Australia in 2003,
I’ve taken five wobbly steps but once again I’ve been forced to stop as my body screams for respite. My lungs feel like they’ve been squeezed out like a wet sponge, my legs are burning with lactic acid and my heart is beating faster than I can ever remember it.