Wow, what a trip that turned out to be. I hope it was a good read for you all. So, what was different with this trip and why was it a success? What did I do differently? Let me answer these questions below.

Well, let’s start at the beginning. I didn’t overthink this trip. Sometimes as anglers we have this thing where we like to overthink it. On this trip, my first let’s say proper trip fishing in Malaysia I couldn’t find any information on where we were fishing as there are just so many ponds or disused Tin mines. Only D knew the location. So I was able to just sit back take a breath and fish to my strengths. That being power fishing. I like fast-moving baits Rapalas, Spinnerbaits. Fast-moving surface baits always on the move covering water, fast locating fish. That’s where the biggest difference is between Tasik Prima and Air Kuning. Tasik Prima is a finesse fishing hot spot. Those fish receive huge amounts of pressure day in day out and they have seen every type of bait and are wise to it. Air Kuning; well the place we fished gets pressure but not on Tasik Primas scale. Also, with Air Kuning, there was a lot more vegetation which gives the fish cover to escape from the heat and just hide if it wants to.  

Seeing the place, we were fishing for the first time, my lure selection was playing to my strengths Spinnerbait, Rapala rattling deep diver; those were the two I caught on. I did try other lures but continued to go back to the old faithful. That’s the thing with fishing we can have a mountain of tackle but out of all that tackle, there will be only a few that we will use regularly; our confidence lures. That’s my advice to you, have whatever tackle you want from whatever brand or all brands but learn how to use them. Build your confidence up in those baits by continually fishing with them, trying different things with them till you find out what works for you with those baits. 

I learnt a lot on this trip from D finding a Fry ball, looking for the tell signs of a Snakehead coming up for air and learning about the very young fry ball. The baby Snakeheads are red and as they get older, they change colour but even after their parents have left them to fend for themselves they remain in that fry ball for security until they get big enough to fend for themselves

Fishing is fun, rewarding and frustrating all rolled into one. Some days you will go out and catch well, maybe even get a record, other times it’s a fun day then there are the frustrating days where you just can’t figure them out, these are the days when we learn the most about fishing but also about ourselves as a person.

Until the next blog thanks for reading tight lines and stay safe.





Chapter 4- Air Kuning, Perak with a turn of her head and thrash of her tail.

As the dawn of the last day begins, I awake to the sound of my alarm clock. I don’t have to get up to know that my foot with its Arthritis and CRPS is in a bad state, but I am determined to make the most of the last day. To be fare only half a days’ fishing we have before we have to drive back to Kuala Lumpur. Foot locked in its ankle support I grab my stuff, pack my bag and head downstairs to the truck. Every step I take is like walking on sharp nails; the skin on my foot feels like its burning. How I love this “not” !!!!!. The pain I feel from my foot is starting to drain me. I am a lot slower than I was yesterday but I am going to beat this today. Stubborn by nature I am using it to get me through this.

Loaded into the truck we head to the Mamak to go get some breakfast, having the same as we did yesterday. This time we took a slower approach and just relaxed at the Mamak. I think D could see I was struggling and I was so grateful to be able to just sit for a bit, enabling me to get used to feeling what I was feeling from my foot. As we finish up at the Mamak we walk to the truck the pain in my foot is still there but its’ slowly getting better. We make our way to the lake

The dirt road we go down is wet and slippery as it had rained during the night. Approaching the lake, the sun was starting to rise, the mosquitoes are a-plenty ready and waiting to try to get a free meal. We unload the boat carrying it to the water’s edge and start loading it up. My foot is still giving me problems but I battle on trying not to let it beat me. 

As we head out onto the water, we scan the water for any signs of Snakehead, their fry ball and any signs of Peacock bass. D sees an area he likes and we decide to give it a try for half an hour. During that time we got nothing. As we are fishing I was scanning the water and saw a fry ball not too far away. I point and told D that I thought that it is was a fry ball; so we head over to investigate it and sure enough, it was but they were not small and red but instead a yellow colour with black lines. They were older ones so we give it a go-to see if any fish were around it. As it turns out nothing, all we got was a couple of the small Snakehead to bite from the fry ball. It was amazing how fast the time went by.  It was nearly 9 am and we had to think about leaving at around 12:30. So we abandoned the area and started looking around for another spot to fish. As we do, we are looking for any signs of a Snakehead. It’s getting hotter as time goes by; all the time fighting with my foot and dealing with the pain. I can feel I am coming to the end I can’t go on anymore; the pain is becoming too unbearable, then all of a sudden I fry ball makes its self-known to us right by the boat. These are really young baby Snakehead bright red with black stripes. We cast at the fry ball and just like that D sees her, the big Mama. She comes up for air extremely quietly and slinks off back to the depths to watch over her fry. Knowing she is around we cast at the fry ball. Cast after cast, but nothing. She is a wise Mama and we followed that fry ball for over 1hour 30 minutes. The time was 11:25. am but we kept chasing and trying because we know she is there. We were determined that one of us gets the opportunity to catch her. But as time went by, I could feel that I didn’t have it in me anymore to keep standing. I try fishing sitting down but I just can’t get enough energy together to carry on. My foot has drained me. I look at D and tell him I am done and start de-rigging my rods as he carries on; cast after cast he makes; then all of a sudden there is a lot of commotion coming from D. I look at him seeing that his rod doubled over and I can’t believe it, after all that hard work he finally got her. The fight is now on to bring her to the boat. She is pulling line off his bait caster, the rod doubled over but no sign of her as she heads for deeper water. Slowly and steadily D starts gaining ground on her while etching her closer to the boat. As she makes her way to the boat on the surface I can’t believe the size of her and the colour on her. Then with a turn of the head, a thrash of her muscular tail she turns and heads for deep water again. D starts to make up the line she pulled off his real grabbing the landing net as she comes closer to the boat, I scoop her into the net and lift her into the boat getting the first chance to feel her immense weight and getting a good look at the size of her. D hurries to unhook her as he wants to release her fast. We grab the scale, put her on it and she weighs in at 6.2kg or 13.67lbs she is a beauty of a fish. I take my phone out and start taking some pictures of D with his great catch. It’s time to release her back into the water to carry on keeping guard of her fry as we hold her by the boat reviving her till she tells us she is ready to go. We look at her and with a turn of her head and thrash of her tail, she disappears into the depths and just like that our time had come to an end and we had to think about heading back to Kuala Lumpur.

As we make our way back to the truck D and I are started chatting about the exciting experience of the day and about our fantastic catches out on Air Kuning water. It was a great time indeed and fantastic feat cause I ended up getting my personal best Peacock bass and D ended up getting a great size Snakehead. The fishing was hard but was very rewarding.

Air Kuning  Perak  2nd day on the water.

Chapter 3 – Air Kuning, Perak I Got Him!!

It’s 5:00 a.m., my alarm is going off. I get straight up out of bed knowing a new dawn, and a brand-new day of fishing awaits us. Isn’t it strange when we have to get up for work in the morning how many of us keep hitting the snooze button, but when it comes to something we love doing, no need to hit the snooze button, we get up on the first sound of our alarms.

As I get up and start sorting myself out my left foot is hurting, it’s swollen, locked and my skin feels like it’s burning. Unknown to most, I suffer from arthritis in my subtalar joint, plus I have a condition in my left foot called Chronic regional pain syndrome or CRPS for short. Grabbing my travel bag, I pull out my ankle brace and put my foot in it and lock it down to help me through the day. “I will be doing a separate blog on living with CRPS.” Foot sorted and limping down the stairs, I met up with D. We load up the truck and head down the road to the Mamak to get ourselves some breakfast. For my none Malaysian followers “a Mamak is an open-air eatery that is open all the time; they never close.” Sitting in the Mamak both D and I ordered Roti Canai. I had it with curry Ikan (fish curry) D had his with Dahl. D had a Teh Tarik and I had a Nescafe Tarik. Bellies full we head to the truck. Next stop the fishing spot.

It was still dark when we arrived at our fishing spot, so peaceful and quiet. We unloaded the truck and start rigging the boat up. Waiting for the sun to start breaking the night both D and I look out onto the water in anticipation of what the day may bring. Slowly the night vale starts to lift. We pushed the boat out and D fired up the 5hp motor and off we go cruising out looking for a spot to start fishing.

The sunrise was spectacular, and if it wasn’t for the palm trees, I could have said I was back home on Lake Kariba. As we head to our spot, we keep seeing fish rise but these aren’t our targeted species. They were Giant gourami. Arriving at our fishing spot the water was calm. D has his walking bait on and I am sticking to my spinnerbait. Cast after cast we work the weed line; D has one a small Toman that he quickly releases into the water to fight another day. As we fish, we both keep scanning the water looking for signs of Snakehead rising to breathe and for their tell-tale baby fry ball. In the distance, D sees something so we went off to investigate. D had found a fry ball of a baby Snakehead. I realized at that moment to fish for Snakehead one has to be very in-tune with their surroundings, paying very close attention to the subtle rise they make coming up for air, as well as looking for the fry ball. D explains to me that with Snakehead fishing you can blind cast for them, which is casting at the structure you think will hold fish, or site fishing, by one seeing the fish come up for air and then casting a lure at it trying to get a reaction bite before it goes back down. Or two, find the fry ball and cast at it trying to get one of its parents to attack your lure. Site fishing for Snakehead is a rush, to say the least. You can see the fry ball knowing that they are extremely young; red, but the parents will be very protective and close by. With every cast made the anticipation grows stronger and feeling that at any minute one of us will get one. With a blink of an eye, a good couple of hours had passed and still nothing so we decided to leave the fry ball alone and concentrate on Peacock bass. Hours had passed, the sun was high in the sky as it was midday. Tired, hot and sweaty we were about to stop for a rest when D sees another fry ball but this time they aren’t red like the ones before, they look more like a juvenile Snakehead. I pick up my medium heavy rod with my perch coloured rattling Rapala on; I made a cast past the fry ball, but nothing. D has got nothing, I made another cast past the fry ball again and nothing. I was starting to think that it was a waste of time. I made another cast; this time right over the fry ball and bring the Rapala through the middle of the fry ball; Bang!!!! My rod is nearly ripped out my hand I strike shouting at the top of my voice, I GOT HIM, I GOT HIM, I GOT HIM!!! Medium-heavy action rod is bent over 50lb braid on the spool with drag tight and this fish is pulling the line off my reel. I can’t believe the power. Into the sun it runs pulling my line and I can’t see anything. The fish jumps clear of the water and D shouts PB! PB! a big PB! I could hardly believe it when I started seeing it as it came out the glare of the sun. Arms and legs are shaking; I can’t believe what I have hooked. After 10mins of fighting the fish, I get it to the boat and D lands it for me. Job done, fish in the boat and I breathed a sigh of relief. I put my rod down take the fish; my hands are trembling I am struggling to get the hooks out of its mouth. I was racing against the clock as the sun was hot and the fish had given me an awesome fight. I wanted to get it back in the water as fast as possible; hooks out lip grip still on; I dunk the fish in the water and we let it recover for a couple of minutes before we take it out to measure and photograph it. The fish measured out at 54cm. D told me that was big for there and will be hard to improve on. All I could think of was how grateful I was that I was allowed to catch this magnificent fish. After a few pictures, I slowly release it back into the water and watch it swim down to the depths it came from.

For the rest of the time fishing for the day, I didn’t catch a thing but I was happy with that because it was a fulfilling day being out and wetting the line. D got a couple of small Peacock bass and Snakehead and called it a day as the sun was setting. Sitting in the boat on our way back to the truck, looking at the sun setting on what was a spectacular day I looked at D and thanked him for inviting me to go fishing because if it wasn’t for D I would never have got my new personal best Peacock Bass, I got him!!!



Air Kuning  Perak 1st day on the water.

Chapter 2 – Arriving at Air Kuning 1st day fishing

The journey to Air Kuning, Perak was a great drive; well great for me as I didn’t have to drive because D did that. We finally arrived. How D had found this place I don’t know but I was so grateful to be there and make amends for my last trip. We took the roof topper boat off the roof, placed it in the water and then a small herd of water buffalo came round the corner and all of sudden I felt like I was at home. Looking out onto the water I felt at peace and calm ready to do battle. I had a quick look at the water clarity and it was like gin, knowing this I knew what lure selection I was going to make. Heading back to the truck I helped D offload the rest of the gear. The boat was sorted and taken care of; now it was time to set up the rods.

  • Rod one the Shimano light action with the scorpion 71hg reel I tied on a Rapala shadow rap in natural colour
  • Rod Two the Shimano medium action with the Chronarch 151hg reel I tied on a Strike King KVD finesse spinnerbait in white and blue with silver blades. I then thread on a white 3-inch grub for a little bit for weight and to give a better presentation.
  • Rod three the Shimano medium-heavy action rod with the Chronarch 151hg reel I tied on a Perch coloured Rapala rattling deep diver.

Armed and ready for action we push the boat out and set off.  We didn’t have to go far as everywhere looked like a potential spot to fish. Water Buffalo in full view in front of us the first casts were made. The thrill and anticipation of not knowing what’s going to happen were pumping through our veins.  D was working a small walking surface lure. I was fishing in deeper water with my Perch Rapala. Cast after cast we keep working our baits with anticipation; then finally D gets one it’s a small Peacock. I felt a sigh of relief; there are fish here. D passes me the fish so I can have a look at a Peacock bass close up. Fish safely released we carry on fishing. Next minute I hear D shouting to me mama Toman, I see him scouring the water looking for a fry ball, now it’s lesson time for me. D explains to me that “baby Toman live in a fry ball moving across the lake in tight formation taking it in turns to breathe at the surface. The parents guard the fry ball; the male being smaller he remains closer to the fry whilst the female being bigger patrols a wider birth from the fry ball”. D points out the fry ball we start to make casts to it, Bang D gets a take but isn’t able to capitalise on it.  We keep trying, keep following the fry ball, but nothing. D tells me that Snakehead is known as the fish of a thousand casts. They know you are there and, in the end, they end up swiping the lure out of annoyance. We tried to get them to react but nothing.  We then decided to carry on fishing but in a different area. The weather was beginning to change, dark clouds started to form, the wind was picking up so we found a nice weed bank to work. I put down the deep runner and picked up my rod with my spinnerbait on it. Using the wind behind me I sent out a long cast counted down from 10 and started to reel in the spinnerbait.  As it approached the boat, I see a shadow shoot out from the weed linen nearly ripping the rod from my hand. I strike I can’t believe it, get my first Snakehead.  It’s a small one but still, I got a fish on the board. Adrenaline coursing through my veins, its’ back to fishing. D gets a take but misses then I get another take and miss. Cast after cast this happened. We figure out its juvenile Snakehead. We carried on trying but nothing. D sees some Peacock bass surfacing right in the shallows. We move towards them, D armed with a small frog tries cast after cast but they are not interested as they are chasing small fry.

We moved spots and the area we were in the water was dirty. We watch and see a guy fishing on the bank catch a decent size Peacock bass. We start to fish near a very shallow sunken island where the water was brown with small twig-like trees. I cast out against the wind with my spinnerbait slowly working the spinnerbait back to the boat reeling fast then killing it. Bang as the spinnerbait falls, I have a bite. I brace, lean forward and set the hook. The rod pulls hard in the opposite direction, fish on. As I am fighting the fish, I think it’s another Snakehead then I see the line coming up fish jumping in the air trying to shake the spinnerbait. I keep my rod tip low I can’t believe it I have my first Peacock bass on and it’s an ok size. The fight is on, I can’t lose this fish I just can’t. Adrenaline pumping through my veins I remain calm and fight the fish to the boat we have landed and I am so ecstatic I have finally caught and landed my very first peacock bass in Malaysia.  A quick picture and the fish are released to fight another day.

We spent the rest of the day fishing in Air Kuning but nothing. As the sun starts to set, we head back to the truck to wrap up and make our way to the hotel we are staying. It was an early night as we had the whole day to fish the next day at Air Kuning.


Chapter 1 – preparation heading to  air Kuning, Perak

It’s Christmas eve 2016, my phone is going crazy WhatsApp msg after msg. D is asking if I want to go with him up to Perak to some of the old tin mines to hunt for Peacock Bass and Giant snakehead on the 26th of December. Naturally, this is not normally an issue but, on this occasion, it was a bit more difficult as we had only just arrived in Malaysia in September of 2016. I had to go find all my fishing gear in one of the boxes in storage. Also, as we had bought a wreck of a house in Seputeh that we were about to start renovating. If you would like to know more on that go check out you can see it under project 65.

Back to the Fishing. D is Malaysian and a well-grounded down to earth guy, who loves his outdoor activities and is always up for a fish. The only thing with D he is a more spur of the moment type of guy but never the less I agreed and took him up on his offer to go to Air Kuning in Perak, Let’s face it the last time I fished in Malaysia I got beaten by the Lake, so with that in mind I decided that I was going to make amends and get my first Peacock Bass.

I couldn’t get much information on where we were fishing as Perak is full of old disused tin mines so I decided I wasn’t going to overthink it this time; I would just wait and see. I kept my tackle selection simple; Rod one a Shimano light action rod paired with a Shimano Scorpion 71hg, spooled up with 10lb Spider wire braid; Rod two was a Shimano medium action rod paired with a Shimano Chronarch Ci4+ 151hg, spooled up with 30lb Spider wire braid; Rod three a Shimano medium-heavy action rod paired with a Shimano Chronarch Ci4+ 151hg, spooled with 40lb Spider wire. Lure wise I kept that simple learning from my experience at Tasik Prima I decided to fish to my strengths, surface lures, shallow runners, deep divers, a whole lot of Spinnerbaits and some 3-inch grubs as trailers for the Spinnerbaits. With my fishing tackle sorted into a backpack bag, I just had to sort out a bag as we were staying over for two nights.

Christmas came and it being our first here in Malaysia we had an absolutely fantastic time with family and eating more than we should. This was an exceptionally special Christmas for us as in previous years we would just have it amongst the four of us unless family came out to spend it with us; so even though it that was nice it also felt lonely and that’s not what Christmas is about.

The 26th was upon me but instead of waking up with the sparrows, I was able to get up at my normal time of 07:00. I only had to get to D’s house at 11 am. This was all very new to me as normally I would be up before the sparrows heading off to fish but this is what fishing is about just taking it leisurely. It didn’t take long for the time to pass by and before I knew it, I was packed and heading to D’s house.

When I arrived at D’s house, I had to unpack my vehicle and put my gear into his 4×4. We grabbed one of his roof topper boats and loaded it onto the roof of his 4×4, locked it down, put a little 5hp mercury outboard in the back with the trolling motor loaded up the battery for it. We were set and ready to go on our three and a half-hour journey.


Chapter 2 – Air Kuning


Chapter 2 – Day of fishing and conclusion

The day has finally arrived to go to Tasik Prima, city fishing KL, and it was 05:00 a.m. I am up and ready to try do battle with Tasik Prima to catch my first Peacock Bass. The guide arrived at my in laws house to collect me at 06:30 a.m. I very quietly headed downstairs to where my fishing tackle were by the front door. With a quick check of my fishing gear, the reels were on rods, line run through the rod eyes, line tied off to rod eye were ready to be tackled up. Before leaving I had time for a quick cup of coffee.  Ah just can’t beat a nice cup of coffee in the morning.

As the guide pulled up outside the gate, I carried my tackle to his car and we exchanged the normal pleasantries. I loaded up the car and we set off to Tasik Prima. Sitting in the front seat of his car, we chatted for a bit but could not help wonder at the back of my mind what this place was going to be like as I had only seen it on google maps. Thoughts raced through my mind on whether I would catch my first ever Peacock Bass today and what I should use first. Before long, we arrived at our destination but it was still dark outside and the grass was damp and through the trees I saw Tasik Prima’s water, it was like glass with the reflection of lights shining off the water from nearby buildings, birds were chirping, sounds of insects and the odd frog croaking away. With my Rods and Plano trays in hand, I made my way down to the little make shift jetty and saw the boat that we were going to be using. It was basic and small but it’ll do just fine to get the job done or so I had hoped.

As the sun started to break and lift the night shadows, I started to see more of Tasik Prima. Fish were rising in the distance, and the guide shouted, “Frenzy! Frenzy!, Come we go!”. Surface lure tied on I opted for a small prop bait to imitate the bait and the fish attacked. On the other rod I tied on a zoom super fluke. As we approached where the fish were boiling the guide killed the motor but the boil up or frenzy as it’s called here had stopped. Nope its moved so we move and as the guide fired up the little 5hp motor the frenzy stopped again. I soon noticed there was no trolling motor on the boat. It quickly became clear to me that the fish had quickly learned the sound of an outboard motor.

We opted to sit quietly to wait and see, the frenzy started up again and with my rod in hand, brakes reduced on my spool and spool tensioner slacked off, I made my first cast. Bugger 30m short of the target but I work the little prop bait back to the boat but nothing. I cast again, and again it was short of its target area. I reel in not bothering to work the bait back the boat, then pick up the medium light action rod with the zoom super fluke on, adjust the reel for the cast and out the fluke flies, boom right on target. I am twitching the fluke back making it skip and dance on the surface like a fleeing bait fish, bang a small peacock hits it but hasn’t taken it fully so I keep working the fluke back to the boat to see three small Peacock Bass following it. Cast after cast the same thing happened, I knew the Zoom super fluke was too big but I was hoping a bigger one would find it appealing enough but nothing happened. I took the fluke off and tried using a Rapala, then a jerk bait but still no luck.

As the sun rose higher in the sky the fish started to head deeper. I was told we are going to move and I should tie on a jig so I did. We worked the weed line and I used spinner baits, a jig but nothing, not even a little tap tap. Tasik Prima was playing hard and wasn’t going to let me get a fish easily. Higher the sun rose the hotter it was getting and it was already 11:00 a.m. 100 plus in hand, I replenished and re-hydrated from the sweat pouring off my forehead, my shirt drenched with sweat but still no fish. The wind started to pick up much to my relief and in the distance, dark clouds were forming and heading our way, so I figure we had a couple of hours to fish before the storm hits. I pushed on and still no fish, I know they were there but I just could not get them to bite, and eventually we called it a day as the rain started to fall, I cooled down with a sigh of relief.

Tasik Prima, city fishing KL had won this time but I will master it one day.



I was unsuccessful my first-time fishing in Malaysia at Tasik Prima, city fishing KL, as this was due to fishing a heavily pressured body of water, guys on the banks fishing and boats all over. But I made a fundamental mistake when I had taken the wrong rods as I should have used a light action or an ultra-light action rod, as that would have enabled me to cast the light lures further than using the rod selection I took with me. I should have used a drop shot or a small Carolina rig but I never brought any with me. Some days fishing you get it right, some days you don’t, but those days that you don’t get it right are days not a wasted, as you are learning to make yourself a more better-rounded angler.




Chapter 1 – preparation and arriving in Kuala Lumpur

Before arriving in Malaysia, I had booked my fishing trip with a local guide, who had given me some advice on what to bring beforehand. Tasik Prima is an old mine and not a huge place, but it does receive a lot of fishing pressure. With this information and help of google maps, I did some research on Tasik Prima and I knew I was going to have to fish finesse.

It was July 2015 and I finally managed to return to Malaysia since my last visit end of 2008 when my wife and I got married in early 2009. This time I was back on a mission and brought with me some of my fishing gear as I had learnt that Malaysia has Peacock Bass and I don’t have to travel far to hunt for them as they live right in the city of KL. Well, to be exact they can be found in Puchong.


I packed a medium action Shimano rod and I paired this rod with a Shimano Curado 151hg reel. Next up was a medium-light action Shimano rod with a Shimano Curado 51hg reel. Both reels were spooled with 10lb fluorocarbon line. Lure wise I had to keep my selection low due to flights and transporting them. I packed 2 Plano 3700 trays. Tray 1 had some small Rapala jerk baits and shallow runners with a small selection surface lure. Tray 2 I took some small Rapala deep divers, jerk baits, and spinnerbaits. Last to pack was a few packets of Zoom super Flukes. My lure selection was based on trying to match the hatch before I got there, but by using the information I’ve obtained from the internet and the local guide.


Arriving in Malaysia with a bit of my fishing gear was a breeze as nothing was broken and nothing missing. I must admit that I was relieved because there would be nothing worse than getting off a plane to find a rod had broken during the flight or your bag with your lures and reels were missing. After being collected at KLIA by my wife’s parents we headed to their house. Oh, how great it was to be back in Malaysia again feeling the heat hit you the second you walk out the aircond airport was like walking into a wall of heat, which felt fantastic. My eldest daughter was not so convinced with this sudden change in weather and a bit shocked at feeling the heat hit her as she walked out of the airport.


My fishing trip to Tasik Prima was scheduled for the second week of our stay in Malaysia, so we spent the first week back in Malaysia visiting friends and family and enjoying all the glorious Malaysian food. Malaysia is such a diverse multi-cultural melting pot and the biggest benefit is Malaysian food, which I have to say is out of this world. If you haven’t tried it you got to try it but be warned once you have tried it there is no going back.


As the days went by and my fishing trip was nearing, I asked my brother in law if he wouldn’t mind taking me to Kepong Tackle. Now, Kepong Tackle is probably the largest tackle store in Klang Valley. They have you covered from entry-level fishing gear up to high-end gear. So naturally, as any fishing enthusiast would, I had to go and have a see and I was not left disappointed. The staff are friendly, knowledgeable, and happy to help. The great thing about Kepong Tackle is their pricing, which is decent and fair. I did not buy much but I got a few bits and pieces that I thought I could use at Tasik Prima.  Needless to say, I spent a good 4 hours in the shop looking at all the different tackle they sell.

Chapter 2 – Day of Fishing



hello and welcome

Hello and welcome, and thank you for coming by and having a look at my site and finding your way to my blog. Well, that’s me the Mad Zimbo Angler. 

A little about how I came up with the name Mad Zimbo Angler. Well, it’s kinda easy. I always got told I am mad, not angry mad but more sometimes crazy mad. Zimbo is short for Zimbabwean and angler well I love my fishing and hey presto the Mad Zimbo Angler was born.

I am in my late 30’s now. I am married to a very loving and supportive wife. I have two beautiful young daughters who I love to the moon and back.

Malaysia is my home and has been for the last four years. I have decided to start this blog as I really want to showcase what Malaysia has to offer everyone with regards to fishing and outdoor life here. I also want to share my knowledge of fishing and to teach budding anglers out there.  I would also like to help local guides here earn a living by promoting their services in different parts of Malaysia to enable them to grow their businesses and be able to support their families. 

One of the great things about fishing is that it doesn’t matter where you’ve come from or what language you speak, fishing is a sport and/or hobby that can bridge gaps and language barriers. Through fishing, you are still able to communicate through hand signals and gestures, which has been my experience wherever I have fished in the world. Great time on the water can be experienced through exhilarating cheers of gaining a new personal best to the lows of losing a fish. Fishing is a universal sport, which does not have restrictions nor does it discriminate; as fishing is all about the angler, his rod, line, lure, water and fish.

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