In the school holidays I would call one of my fishing
friends early in the morning and hear if he was up for a little “expedition”
down the Olifants River, our only river in the area.
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Armed with our fishing rods, a sandwich (just in case) and a
few bottles of water, we would set off in our canoes down the river for a day
of fun and adventure.
By no means was the river like the great Mississippi in the
book Tom Sawyer, but it was the only body of water we had and boy did we enjoy
our little river adventures.
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