Early days biking to go fishing

While in primary school ,it was always a big adventure when my dad say we going to the Vaalriver to fish for the week end by bicycle.
The bikes was also used to go to school and shopping for petrol for my dad s moped.
Every now and then when the schoolbus didnt turn up, and the stationmasters car was already loaded to capasity, we biked to school.

Every part was checked and oiled for the trip.
The rods and tackle was fixed to the bikes the night before .Early morning mom s fresh homemade breadsamies was packed. With rucksack on, we left by dirt road for around 30 miles. On the gravel road we used the footpaths alongside al the way to the riverbridge.
Halveway was a countryshop where we always get only hot cooldrinks on the return trip.
No power in those days and parrafien was too costly for cooldrinks.
With it being early morning we were too excited to stop and push on to the river in one go.Tired we would reach the bridge .During later trips we were more fit and it became easier.
Dad would wait for us to all go together to the farmhouse to get permission. Never was it a problem because the farmer know we woudnt damage the fences or crops.
The bikes was left at the fenceline and off we went to the river fishing and sleeping alongside the bomfire overnight.
One of us always had to stay awake to watch the rods for a bite.
Great and all awake we would hear when a reelalarm went off.
Everybody wouldbe on the bank when a fish was reeled in.