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Wetwork for Hire
First spearfishing drift dive trip today. 30 fsw, 15 miles out, Temp 73, Seas 3-4, blowing 15 knots, viz was amazing, excellent bottom structure, tons of fish.
My first dive was awesome, knocked off the first time jitters by shooting some nice hogs and feeling confident. Second dive, not as great. My goal was grouper. First shot on a nice gag. Missed. Not sure how the hell I missed as I had him clean in my sight. I've read and heard if you're too close the shaft may rise on you. Perhaps that's what happened here. Second shot on another gag and my flopper gets wedged under some rock below the sand. I'm fighting like hell to free my shaft without bending it, my line starts to become tangled around me, the fish is now on the line. I look out of the corner of my eye and a fat Goliath grouper rolls up on me. At this point I'm pissed, but never lose my composure. I release my line and lost the fish. I say screw it and abandon the shaft and end the dive figuring the shaft is gone forever. Later I learned a good technique from another guy on the boat is to lock the shaft back in the gun to give you some leverage and something to grap on to. The last diver on the boat comes up with just one fish on his stringer and one of the guys starts to raz him a little for not coming up with more and he says, "Well, I did manage to break off this spear!" I say, " no ****, that's my spear!" He broke the tip off but otherwise it looks straight and repairable. One thing I've learned is I really want to make the transition to freeshafting and I think that broken shaft will become my first spare freeshaft.
Anyway, talk about addicting. I'm not sure there's much better than hunting while diving and it was great to finally dive and have some great top to bottom viz.
My first dive was awesome, knocked off the first time jitters by shooting some nice hogs and feeling confident. Second dive, not as great. My goal was grouper. First shot on a nice gag. Missed. Not sure how the hell I missed as I had him clean in my sight. I've read and heard if you're too close the shaft may rise on you. Perhaps that's what happened here. Second shot on another gag and my flopper gets wedged under some rock below the sand. I'm fighting like hell to free my shaft without bending it, my line starts to become tangled around me, the fish is now on the line. I look out of the corner of my eye and a fat Goliath grouper rolls up on me. At this point I'm pissed, but never lose my composure. I release my line and lost the fish. I say screw it and abandon the shaft and end the dive figuring the shaft is gone forever. Later I learned a good technique from another guy on the boat is to lock the shaft back in the gun to give you some leverage and something to grap on to. The last diver on the boat comes up with just one fish on his stringer and one of the guys starts to raz him a little for not coming up with more and he says, "Well, I did manage to break off this spear!" I say, " no ****, that's my spear!" He broke the tip off but otherwise it looks straight and repairable. One thing I've learned is I really want to make the transition to freeshafting and I think that broken shaft will become my first spare freeshaft.
Anyway, talk about addicting. I'm not sure there's much better than hunting while diving and it was great to finally dive and have some great top to bottom viz.