ABU GARCIA Ambassadeur Black Max

I'm planning to go somewhere that people mainly go for fishing and stuff.

I was looking at my rods and reels as i was preparing for the big day, and decided to add a thing or twos into my collection.

so I went to Angler's World for my shopping spree.

I was greeted by Mr Najib , and after picking small items like swivels and lures, he suggested that i should consider to use a baitcaster.

it's been in my mind for so long. But i have to admit, i don't really have gut to try, Eventhough, i went to a baitcasting clinic held by the PureFishing Malaysia recently.

I did try it. How to set the drag, the usage of the magnetic brake , and everything 101 about it.

but i found out, I was slow at baitcaster than my trusty cardinal 300 spinning reel. So i let the thought of owning one drifted away.

Mr. Najib was really 'helping' . The poison he poured , can't be cured.
So, I bought The Ambassadeur Black Max filled with 18lbs STRAND, green braided.



Here is the specs:

Performance and toughness at a remarkable price. A low cost baitcast reel that optimises the qualities of Swedish engineering, performance and toughness at its best. Features 5 bearings, wiffle spool, brass gears and a fantastic breaking system. Right and left hand. 5 Ball bearings and 1 roller bearing. Power disc drag system. Duragear brass gears. Magtrax brake system. Line Capacity 175m/0.30. Gear Ratio 6.2:1. Weight 225g.
Free Cap... so now i have two Abu Garcia Caps..

Left Handle. Suitable for a beginner and dummy like me

A work of art. And now, how on Earth am I gonna use this thing and catch a fish.... I see 'Bird Nests' ... a lot...

Snakehead v/s Me

A year went by since my 1st snakehead.

I'm hooked and frustrated.

Almost every weekend, I went around looking for snakeheads. I ransacked every ditch, stream, pond or anything that i thought a snakehead may live. I spent hours with google earth, looking for new spot to be tried.

I bought and tried almost every artificial lure available.

Hard body lure, Soft plastic, spinnerbait, "Younameit" baits.... but still nothing.

This is another reason why i don't really want to post anything here. A year without nothing to boast.

But i tell you what, people... I'm not quitting . If not for the snakehead, I'll do it for the sake of my beer-belly tummy..... ha ha ha...
i gave up smoking and gained weigh ever since... Lure Casting is another way for me to flatened my tummy back ....
enjoy the pics of Big Joe and me searching for snakeheads along Kuantan-Pekan road.... the catch? he he... zero.

1st spot ....zero

We risk our life just for the sake of snakehead

Look promising, but nothing. There is 1 big snake lives here. We ran like hell. Sorry, no photo of the snake (phyton) . If you want to see it, go find it yourself... i don't mess with snake even though I'm looking for snakehead.

"taut" ... a technique used by locals to trap snakeheads...

Path made by the frigging phyton

Me on spinnerbait and big joe on soft plastic...

ZERO...

The Mighty Chereh Dam- Kuantan's Pride

De Gual Fishing Pond- Red Belly Pacu !!!

Location: Gual, Rantau Panjang, Kelantan


I'm not gay!!!

I'm not a pay pond addict either.

I bought a house a couple of years ago. And it is in a walking distance to a silverbarra fishing pond.
I swear in the name of Rapala factory owner, I never actually go there and fish. I have to admit, once a while, because of the ultimate boredom, i went there to watch. since January these year, i think, i went there twice.

It is because i'm not that kind of person.


I'm not a gambler and i hate gamblers as much as i hate mosquitoes.

Most pay pond have a scheme or game , lucky draw or some sort, where you have to pay extra ringgit just to make you eligible to win big money if you landed the biggest catch of the day/week.

THAT IS SIMPLY GAMBLING!!!

I am a muslim. A good one. I pray 5 times a day and don't gamble. Thus, i don't want to be anything near gambling. It is not prize money. because you have to pay to win. most of the time, you paid for nothing!!! that is pure gambling. the scheme, IT IS CALLED JACKPOT.



But, i am a supporter of a good pay pond that is built simply because the owner wanted to share the joy of fishing and make as much profit as possible without the element of syubahah (bad).

If you are a follower of my blog, you must know about Pok Tih's pond. It is a good one. Simply built for fishing.

There is another good one i stumbled upon when i was in Kelantan few months back.

It is situated in Kg Gual , few kilometers from Rantau Panjang kelantan.

From Kota Bahru, just a few kilometers from the imigration complex, there is a fire station on your right. opposite of the fire station, is a small dusty junction to kampung Gual. The fishing pond is about 3-4 kilometers down the road.


RM5 per hour with minimum 3 hours. That is the price you have to pay to fish the red belly pacu.

Patin, tilapia, lampam and keli are plenty. But most of them come here for the red belly pacu.

You are free to use any method/ technique as long as you don't trouble others. I saw few locals came with traditional rod made from bamboo. There are no restriction on selection of baits.
you can use animals organ, soft plastic, 'dedak', worm, lure, spoon, dry flies etc....


It is operated by a local as a part time. The owner, is also working , as a teacher.
He said, the pond got restock every thursday afternoon. So it is best to come in Thursday or Friday.

Whenever you are in Rantau Panjang, you can try this pond out.

The Sign Board, and the contact number

A peacefull place to be enjoyed with friends and family members

The fish are plenty, but the pond is a bit small.

My nephew


The catch

almost 4 Kg

beautiful and tasty Red Belly Pacu

My 1st Silver barra.

Location: Pantai Sabak KB

The 1st time of everything you do, is something memorable. It can be fun, scary, puzzling or simply a mix of everything.

I remembered my 1st time I hit a human being with my car going 60km/h at that time.
It was a small girl age between 5 and 6... she was crossing the road when i hit her head on. I recalled every second of it in my brain, fresh.

I was driving towards PCB when suddenly i saw a small girl trying to cross the road from my right. I honked twice, she hesitated for once but she changed her mind to stop and tried to outrun my car.

I hit the fucking brake as hard as i could, drop to second gear and yanked the parking brake. But the momentum kept the car going. The girl stunned, frozen with panic and fear, turned his body towards me just to be hit. HARD!

Her face slammed to the car's hood. I saw her lips and teeth exploded, spattering blood everywhere. as her face bounced back, so did her body. She was thrown 15 feet away and landed on the asphalt on her back.

the car jerked and died as i did not engage the clutch.


there is no word in this world can describe my feeling back then. I was terrified and scarred and angry as well.

but, a few second after that, a sense of relieved hit me as i saw the little girl sat up and cried. the girl lives, no major injury, only smashed face with no frontal teeth.
the how I settled the mess is now a history.

the point is, it was such a horrific incident that sometimes give me a nightmare.
it was so graphic, that every frame and second of that incident, can be recalled by me easily without losing any single fact.

But not my memory on my 1st Silver barra. I barely remembered what happen, and the feeling? its puzzling and dull.

may be because it was a small silver barra, and when it took the bait, it swam towards the bank where i was standing, no fight what so ever.

But i thanked god as fishing (waiting) for barra proven to be a very tiring and dull experienced.

It was hot June afternoon

Low tide and windy

Trying to escape

My 1st silverbarra.

A 200g specimen

GP in Pekan :gay picture inside!

Kemboja- or Cambodian in English is a people who lives in Cambodia. It is situated somewhere North of the South East Asia regions. I never been there, but I know, it is not a very safe place to live as many of Cambodians fled their country during the war time and never coming back. Kemboja is a term Malaysians use to describe the refugees from Cambodia who live in Malaysia. Kemboja is an immigrant.

All over the world, I can think off 3 types of people. The Natives, The pioneers and The immigrants. From the list above, The pioneers are actually as same as the immigrant. But, it was happen long long time ago before any man could even learn to shave his armpits. Eventually, the pioneers murdered the natives and took away their lands and farm stocks and even the wives. It happen in America and Australia and Palestine and everywhere else .Then, these pioneers denied every right of the natives and set their own country and flag and anthem. So when they declared the land is theirs, other people who came to country after it would be called as immigrants.

Barrack Obama is the cockiest one, as, he now claims the presidential seat. Micheal Jackson is an immigrant from Mars, while Paris Hilton came from a place call ‘stinky brothel’ where the people worship Satans for wealth.

In Malaysia, The Malays are the pioneer. Then comes the Chinese and Indians as immigrants. As Malaysia is among the wealthiest country apart from Brunei and Singapore ( which is onced under Malaysia) , people as far as Ukraine come to set a new life ( most of them become a prostitute in Petaling Street). First there is Indonesian, then, Bangladeshi, Filipino, Thais , Nepalese and Cambodians.

Just like Barrack Obama, after a while, they started to claim this is their land. They built a permanent house and farm and then breed 7 children for each couple and never pay taxes.

They blend in perfectly quick that their size shrunk to our size and their faces started to look like us. The only different is, again, just like Obama, is the language they use. Even though they speak our language, but the dialect sound funny and strange.

It’s a curse if any Malaysian left home without any personal identification as the government set a series of raids from time to time. I have read in the news paper where a local Sabahan was sent to Philipine as he did not have any identification on him at the moment of arresting.

Pekan means small town in English. It is 40km from Kuantan. It is a Royal town of Pahang. The Sultan, even though have a bigger palace in Kuantan, he found Pekan is more suitable and joyful to live in. It is also a birth place of our Deputy Prime Minister Dato Najib ( who is dreaming to be the Prime minister one day).

For a political reason, many of the Kemboja leading a wealthy live here in Pekan. They possessed a big handsome house, a farm and everything to do with agriculture. You can see clearly, their houses are decorated with Political Flag and logo of the ruling government.

The only good thing about the Kemboja for me is, they have the Fish Cage along The Pahang River. With that, under the cages, the Giant Prawns live to steal food and seeking shelter from the predators. The Kembojas are kind enough to let us fishing on the cage . How ironic..... isn't it?

So off we went to Pekan. Enjoy the pictures.

The wooden structures we stand on are the fish cages. Patins and Baungs are the common species .

The mighty Pahang river. The longest and the widest river in peninsular Malaysia. We were few kilometres from the sea.

Yeah.... they are gays !!! Sweet eh?

This is yummy!!! Bigger and fatter than the one caught in Sg Belat.

There is nothing wrong with the boat. But if u look closely, the engine is similar with the one used in Thailand , Vietnam and Cambodia. The engine, which is a modified one from a unit used as a water pump, lawnmower and everything else. Here, we called it "enjin sangkut" or "enjin galah"

This picture, conforming that they are really a gay couple.

Pesara selamat selepas 3 hari jatuh dalam sungai

KUANTAN 12 Mac ¡ª Seorang pesara yang dipercayai terjatuh ke dalam Sungai Belat, berdekatan kawasan perumahan Taman Inderapura, dekat sini ketika memancing Selasa lepas ditemui selamat hari ini.

Ketua Operasi Bomba dan Penyelamat Kuantan, Penolong Penguasa Bomba, Hamdani Madon berkata, mangsa, Razali Jaafar, 58, dikatakan memancing ikan di sungai tersebut dan dipercayai terjatuh ke dalam sungai pada hari itu.

¡°Keluarga mangsa yang menetap di Gudang Rasau dekat sini membuat laporan polis semalam apabila mangsa tidak pulang ke rumah selepas pergi memancing sendirian Selasa lepas,¡± katanya kepada Bernama di sini.

Operasi mencari bermula sejak 8 pagi tadi dan berakhir pada 11.35 pagi apabila mangsa ditemui tertiarap di pinggir paya bakau kira-kira 500 meter dari kawasan hilir sungai, katanya.

Mangsa ditemui dalam keadaan lemah dan tidak bermaya sebelum dibawa ke Hospital Tengku Ampuan Afzan (HTAA) Kuantan untuk menjalani rawatan lanjut.

Operasi mencari dan menyelamat disertai dua buah bot polis, sebuah bot bomba, sebuah bot Jabatan Pertahanan Awam dan tiga bot nelayan.

¡ª BERNAMA