11-09-02

Que dia tan bonita

The day started pretty crappy, but then the sun came up and everything was alright. We were sitting by the jug, geared and ready for some hunting. I kept watching the jug, and knew there would be some current.. I haven't been on this ledge in a while, and had no idea what I would see. I just wanted a red snapper.

When we hit the bottom, you had to stick your knife in the sand to hold your ground. The current was ripping. Made for some tough diving conditions, but we were happy to have any vis after the trip through the snot. We were pushed off the ledge a bit by the current, and had to locate the small caves. JD took the lead, I stayed behind and a little to the left. I kept noticing shadows in the distance, and knew there were red snapper around. I lined up for the next appearance. When I saw the movement, I let the free shaft fly. And it flew true, hitting the big red snapper in the head. It passed through the fish, and the fish went crazy. I knew the shaft would be lost if I took my eyes off of it, so I watched the fish out of the corner of my eye while I retrieved my shaft.

The fish disappeared. I was heartbroken, so I shot another one. This one fell graveyard dead. Fresh red snapper is hard to beat, so I couldn't wait to hit the surface to start eating red snapper sashimi. When I ended the dive, Tony was hooked up with a mahi. We pulled up to say hi after he landed the fish. They were having a good day too, with a big pile of bugs on the ice. We ran a while to look for better vis but it was elusive today. My next dive was on a ledge I used to dive a lot. It was oriented so that we could avoid the current, or so I thought. I looked in the back of the cave and saw the gag of my dreams. Perfect eating size. I strung him up and called it a dive.

Looking for a few bugs will be the agenda tomorrow. 

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