Winter Diving is the best

p1190533 Been some great diving this past week. Was able to make it out one day with Cat so I got some photos. My friend Julian is visiting and we have gotten a bunch of diving in this week. The conditions have been great , clear water , light current not a lot wind.  Really just fantastic.

One day we Julian, Cat and I dove the reef to the west. It wasn’t really that fishy but we had a great time. The lack of wind and light current allowed us all to drift with boat. We got a mixed bag of a bunch of different types of fish. We did not really get anything outstanding though.  Cat had fun taking photos and practicing diving.

The next day Stoner, Julian and I went out. The conditions were still awesome. We hunted the reef close to Key West for bit. We did alright, getting a few snappers and other fish. We then went out deep and setup a chum slick. For like 3 hours we spent chumming and hanging out in the blue. We shot barracuda , amberjack and cero mackerel while we waited. Then while I was actually in the boat adjusting some stuff a school of wahoo came through. Stoner shot one but the shaft pulled free on it’s first run, and Julian shot his and broke its back.

I didn’t even get to see the school because they were gone once I got in the water. Pretty fantastic day either way. I stuck a photo in of a wahoo I got a little bit ago, just for the hell of it.

More Clear Water

p1130285 Well the weather and Cat’s day off collided again and we were able to go diving together again.  Stoner joined us as well and when we got out to the reef the water was blue all the way into hawk’s channel. We dove hawks channel for a bit but all the only thing I saw were grouper and little bitty snapper. So After a bit we left.

When we got out to the drop off the vis was even better. I should have probably gone for wahoo but we really wanted to actually shoot some fish and not get stuck drifting all day. this in hind site was probably a mistake. I have to check for wahoo every time I go out it seems if the conditions are decent, they are only here for a very , limited time in any real numbers.

Anyways we dove the reef, we got a bunch of fish but nothing that exciting. Stoner got a 9# margate, other then that nothing that stood out. Cat was able to take some photos in the clear vis which was great. The wind picked up to 20 knots by 3 o’clock so we called it early.

Cat and I

p1060144 Finally got a day when the weather wasn’t terrible and Cat had the day off.  Cat and I headed out early in hopes of wahoo but when we got out there the wind that was supposed to be 5-10 was actually blowing around 15 out of the east. That coupled with the ripping gulfstream current to the east made for not that great conditions. After a little bit we headed for the reef.

On the reef the current and seas were way less and we were able to drop anchor and swim together for the first time in forever. The reef was pretty, not a lot of fish but the vis was fantastic. I shot a barracuda for chum and it promptly bent my shaft. I have pretty much ditched all my south African style shafts. The rust is just too much of a pain in the ass to deal with. I just straighten the bends out usually. I haven’t bent one bad enough to have to scrap it in a while.

After a bit we moved to another ledge and started cutting up the cuda. Immediately there was three legal black behind the boat. Of course the season closed last week so they were out. I shot some big mangroves and swam around for awhile. A big jewfish came out and and was eating the pieces of cuda. He was kind of spooky and would not let Cat get a really good photo of him. After a bit we were going to leave but then a big hammerhead showed up. The hammerhead and jewfish were swimming together pushing each other away from the cuda pieces. I dove on the hammer and he swam up to my fins and then spooked and left.

Then we went out deep and I dove for awhile and ran the boat.  I got a couple yellow jacks and triggers. I also had a jewfish grab one of the jacks and bend my shaft. There were huge whirling balls of bait in the deep water. Hundreds of chubs on the surface, under them hundreds of bar jacks, under them thousands of yellow tail and tropicals. Amberjack, Yellow jacks and Crevelle jacks cruised the bottom of the bait balls. It was pretty tremendous diving. Personally the winter diving when the jacks are schooled up is the best diving in Key West in my opinion.

Winter Wahoo

Well it’s winter and the Wahoo are here. Got out a couple times in the past couple weeks and both days were fantastic. Day number one I went out with Stoner and Pedro. We got out into the blue water and in like the first twenty minutes the first wahoo came in . I hit him with a solid shot and my float took off. I thought we would have to follow him with the boat but he didn’t make it that far.

We fought him for a while, the fish mostly swimming down which was different and then finally stoner shot him again and it was over.

After that it was slow pickings. We drifted for hours seeing nothing, then we saw two wahoo but they disappeared as quickly as they came. I got a nice kingfish. Then came another long period of nothing. Stoner started saying something like “ I can’t believe we are just going to fish for wahoo all day, this is boring“. I just laughed and in like the next ten minutes a school of 7 or 8 came in. The biggest one slid past me, but I drilled one that was following him. There was huge one swimming with the wounded one and I yelled to stoner to get him, but it wasn’t meant to happen.

The next time I was out was with JP and Mike. The day started slow . Jp had a big wahoo swim under him when his gun wasn’t loaded. Then nothing for a long time. We drifted over dozens of triggers and cero mackerel, but no wahoo. Hours passed and nothing. Then I saw what at first I thought was a king down kind of deep but it looked like it had stripes. I dove on it and around 50 feet down it came into range and it was in fact a small wahoo. I shot it in the tail. It was a baby but better then nothing.

More drifting, more nothing. Repeatedly the charter boat Linda D ignored our dive flag and ran close to the divers. At one point they got very close to another dive boat which happened to have kids in the water.

Then Mike nailed a nice king. A hammerhead showed up for a bit so that was pretty cool. Then it was dead again for awhile.

Then I had another wahoo come in , I dropped to his level and he started swimming away. I stopped swimming and he kind of came back and after a second was in range so I took the shot and landed him.

Sometimes I just seem to have a lot of luck.

Frying Pan Shoal , North Carolina

Went diving in North Carolina my new home, and it is cold. I mean really cold. Air Temperature on land is below freezing. When we left in the morning there was ice all over the deck of the boat.Now I had both my camera and my video camera with me and got like two photos and couple videos. I don’t know what I was thinking. Still kicking myself, the camera just sat in the boat. I am going to make myself take some photos next trip even if Cat can’t go.  I have been neglecting this website a bit, mostly because I don’t get any good photos unless Cat goes and she hasn’t been able to go out at all recently.

Anyways we left at 6 in morning and it was freezing on the ride out. the ride to frying pan shoals is around 30 miles or so. It felt like a long 30 miles. We jumped in on some rocks Albie said were loaded with fish last week but there wasn’t much on them. A couple sheepshead, and schools of amberjack was it. There were schools of Amberjacks everywhere by the way.  I did not see the monster jacks like Albie had seen the week before but there were jacks everywhere, almost every dive.

We dove the actual tower and Albie got a grouper off it and we both both got a couple sheepshead. I stoned a 50# aj off the tower as well, that’s a big fish for the Keys but nothing for North Carolina. Albie said he saw jacks that were 60-70 pounds all over the week before, and I had hoped to shot one big jack bigger then anything I had gotten in the keys but it wasn’t happening. The water was also supposed to 69 degrees the week before but when we got to the tower it was a balmy 63 degrees. Frankly the idea to run up there was kind of out the blue and I wasn’t really prepared to for it. By the after noon I was freezing.

We ended up getting the boat limit on gags. Someone from NC was trying to tell Albie that the gags are same as blacks in terms of spookiness. They are so wrong, at least from what I saw. I could pretty much swim down and put the gun on the head of a gag at the shoal.

We dove a deeper ledge and I shot a around 35# king fish which spooled my reel and took me for a ride. I don’t know how it got off, I think maybe a shark bit it. There were a number of sandbar sharks hanging around, they didn’t take any fish but they wanted to.

On the way in we hit a shallow wreck that was loaded with sheepshead and black sea bass. Of course black sea bass were closed and we couldn’t  take of them.

I did not see one hogfish all day.

I took a couple short video clips, not enough to really make a video with but I’ll post them on here anyway.

Windy and Dirty

Haven’t posted on here in a bit, frankly with this weather there hasn’t been much going out. The cold water has both driven many divers out of the water and driven the lobsters in shallow. We have been catching our “limit” almost every time we have gone out. The north wind has made for some decent vis inshore.

Been out to the reef a few times but two out of three have been pretty rough and the water has been diveable but not crystal clear. Not many photos because Cat has had to work on most of the days we have been out. Cal shot 25# black in like 150 fsw the the other day but other then his grouper, I haven’t seen a lot of grouper. In the next couple weeks they should come in.

There are fat mangroves on the reef line now, not that big a deal but they are everywhere. I haven’t seen any big schools of yellow jacks or cero mackerel yet any day now though. I shot a cero that was probably over 10# on the Vandenburg the other day but the cudas devoured it. We shot some as payback but they had the last laugh when a float line broke and big cuda ran off into the waves trailing a custom wood spear gun. If you find a wood enclosed track gun with the initials JT on it , contact me. My friend who lost it is willing to pay some sort of reward for it.

La Paz and Cabo

Spent the last week in Las Paz and Cabo with pistoleros del mar and had the time of my life. The diving was incredible and I had a great time. I went with Dan, Pete, and Skip(Dan’s father).  There is so much that happened I’ll try to write everything I can.

The first night I just basically arrived and went to sleep. Then when I woke up we had to drive from La Paz to Cabo to pick up Dan and Skip. Patrick arrived early and we were off. It was a long ride but there was a lot of interesting stuff along the way.  The mountains are incredible and after living in flat Key West for years it was great to get some better scenery.  There were cows here and there along the road, along with extreme curves and rocks that had fallen down from the cliffs along the road.

We arrived at some little town outside of Cabo where Dan and Skip were staying. I want to say the name of the town was La Playa but I can’t find it on any maps, but whatever. We figured since we already made the trip to Cabo, and since this time of year the blue water fishing was supposed to be better here we dove it for a day. Patrick contacted the Panga Boss and was told that he could send us out with someone in the afternoon. I wish had gotten some video of the boss, he definitely looked like the boss of something, squat and big with thick arms and deep guttural voice and not much patience. Apparently a lot of the sportfishers down in Cabo hate the gringo spearfisherman, and there had been friction with these guys before, and by going in the afternoon we would avoid some of that.

So after some delays we rolled out at around 1:30 in the afternoon. I have to say after the long delays on getting the boat, watching the Captain suck down a 22 oz beer on the way out, and watching salt water spray all over the battery every time we took a little wave, I kind of had my doubts about the day. Those doubts disappeared in the first 10 minutes in the water once I had speared my first wahoo. The wahoo pulled the float under and came off, not sure how Pete said he saw the slip tip toggle on the other side. Not long after I was at the end of 60 foot dive and 5 or 6 yellow fin tuna saw up, just out of range. The fish were in the 60-90# range.

Unfortunately the action did not keep up but we spent a long time looking for it. A seal would come and hang out with us on a drift sometimes. Pretty cool, definitely something different for us. After that we headed in.

The next day we decided to try blue water again before heading to La Paz.  We were back out on the Gordo Banks early the next morning. We all got shots on wahoo and we all blew it. To make something clear: although we did not get the trophy fish we were hoping for it was not for the lack of Patrick putting us on fish.

After we gave up on the banks we went to some other hump, not sure of the name of it. I jumped in and saw all kinds of life swimming around mid column. Patrick said the depth was 25 meters.  Unfortunately it was a bit deeper then that, more like 35 meters. I added more float line and tried to hit bottom.  Once I got around 60 feet I could start to see the silhouettes of the the biggest snappers I have ever seen. Massive fish ranging from probably 30-60#. I could not get a shot.  I called everyone to get in, I watched a wahoo swim by in the distance. A huge school of big eye jacks swam up and Dan and Pete both shot one and gave it to the captain to cut up.  The chum started raining down and I kept breathing up. The next dive I swam down pretty much to the end of a 110-120 foot float line with no current. I’m not sure how deep the dive was because my piece of shit Imersion Prowler flooded on the dive. Anyways , it was deep for me and the whole way I was following a huge snapper down but could not get the shot. Then Pete shot the wahoo that was swimming around, and he spined it so there wasn’t really a fight.  After that we gave everything we got to try to get one of the big snappers and failed. We dove again and again 70-80 feet hoping we could get one up a little bit within range and it didn’t happen. Eventually we had to face reality and move. We tried a shallow spot and it sucked.

After that we went back to Gordo banks to try wahoo again. When we got there, there was a big sport fisher rolling around with unfriendly looking guys in it.  Our captain said they were some of the people who hate spearfishers.  After a little bit they started shooting the water. The captain said they were shooting at the seals but I was watching and it didn’t look like the guy was aiming. Our captain gave them a wide berth.  A little later we headed in.

Then that night we drove back to La Paz which took forever.

The next day it was out to the rock islands in La Paz to shoot pargo.  Which was incredibly fun. Dan and Pete got their best fish the first day. Dan actually shot his biggest fish in like the first 30 minutes in the water. It took me a couple days to land a nice snapper, not sure what my deal was. Although I speared a couple big snapper, I lost them. Also a lot of time was spent recovering fish from the rocks. Pretty much if you don’t stone the snappers plan on spending a half hour getting them out of the caves. Bent shafts, lost shafts are probably going to happen.

Dan also went on a cabrilla killing spree one day.  In general Dan out shot me by miles which is pretty rare and probably won’t happen again.  The diving was incredible, sheer cliffs dropping into blue water. There was probably 60-90 feet of vis and almost no current, schools of 20, 30, 40# snapper darting in and out of rocks. Yellow snapper all over, the occasional seal doing a drive by.  Dan shot a hump head parrot fish and nice barred snapper, and following the apparent theme of the trip I shot them also but smaller.  I did get a nice yellow snapper off a wreck, not quite as prestigious though. Pete get a yellow cabrilla which was awesome.

Pretty much it was an awesome trip, the only real cons of the trip was the drive between Cabo and La Paz. Also the bed and breakfast we stayed in was kind of remote. There just wasn’t much close to it and accessible.  You were kind of stuck in the compound when you were there. The set up in Cabo was awesome but not sure if there was anything like that close to the islands we were diving in La Paz.

Also like to add that pretty much all the big fish that Dan shot were with my Mastropietro gun because his piece of crap andre’s trigger broke the second day.

Warm water cobia and lion’s mane jellfish

20110930_summer-cobia_2616 Got out this weekend with Cat, Nick, Katie and the stoner. We dove really really close to Key West and did ok. Well actually Nick scored a cobia which made the day. outside of the that we just got a bunch of little fish. We also got some lobsters. I dove a bunch of rocks in Hawk’s channel. There was tons of bait, lionfish and short groupers. I also saw a couple legal groupers but was not able to get them.

They jellyfish keep coming and going. They still are not as bad as they were but they are still definitely around. Inshore we saw a lot of lion’s mane jellyfish, one of which was eating a moon jelly fish. They appear to be gorging themselves on the moon jellies. Which is good, I guess.

I got a Wong reel to go on the new tiller spear gun Jason is making me. It appears to be identical to the Mako reel which sells for like $25 less.  So not only does Wong sell crappy shafts which turn to rust almost instantly, he sell’s basically marked up Mako stuff.

Slow days

lionsmane-jellyfish Well been out a couple times the past couple weeks but not a lot to report. Dove near Key West a couple times, and once to the east. I pretty much think that in the summer if you are going to dive close to Key West you just are not going to see that much fish. One day Cat and I went out and got stung by so many jellyfish I just lost my temper and drove home. It was like a horde or something out there, there was a million moon jellies but then there were other mutant jellyfish. We saw big lions mane jellyfish, eating the moon jellyfish I guess.  More disturbingly I saw box jellyfish, not sure what type of box jellyfish but these things looked scary. They were almost transparent and they responded to you, like they swim around, not mindlessly like other jellyfish.

Then I went out a day with Brain Lee, Andy and Jason. We dove all deep stuff all day, it was kind of entertaining watching Brian and Jason argue about when is the appropriate time to hit a spot using a scuba tank, vs continuing to free dive it.   I had an ok day shooting a couple muttons, some yellow jacks and some ceros. No one else really shot anything which was weird. I got to dive some deeper stuff to 75 feet, which I enjoy. I also saw the gun I lost the other day. It had growth on it.  I went to get it on the next dive but a mutton distracted me. Then Jason went down with a tank, and couldn’t find it.  I saw fish in the deeper water,  a nice cubera, a huge mutton, but no one else seemed to be seeing anything so we moved on.

We dove the Vandenberg a bit which made me wish I had brought my camera.  There were schools of hundreds of baby yellow jacks that would just envelope you on a dive.  I got a hog off the deck on the bow. That is close to 90 feet.

The next day Cat came out with us, we were supposed to go out to the blue water for dolphin and wahoo, then come in and take advantage of the lack of current and chum one of the wrecks out front. Instead we went to American Shoal which sucks, at least this time of year on a weekend.  Then we dove some patches in hawks channel which also kind of sucked but Cat was in heaven taking photos of the coral.  We shot next to nothing, no fish photos.

There has been a bunch of fish in the Gulf but with bad vis reports we didn’t head out there.  We probably couldn’t have done any worse though.

Abacos

abacos_2286 Went to the Bahamas this last weekend and was seriously disappointed. We had a great time but the visibility was terrible. In many places the vis was less then 20 feet. We drove all over the place burning gas that cost $6.15 a gallon looking for vis and didn’t find a lot.

The best vis we found was on a little strip of reef by the north end of Guana and actually some spots in the sea of Abaco had pretty good horizontal vis. All our plans of deep diving off the uninhabited keys were shot by the vis and the massive swells. On the outside of the reef there were huge swells. They had a long intervals so they were far apart but they were big, creating huge rolling waves where they hit the reef.

Catherine got really screwed by the vis, even when the vis was decent on the last day there was so much sand suspended in the water it really interfered with photos. That aspect of the trip was pretty frustrating. Well that and it took me like a day or so of practice to be able to hit the side of barn with a pole spear.

The first couple days kind of sucked discovering the bad vis, finding out it’s everywhere almost. I also seemed to miss everything the first couple days, Cal picked up shooting his gat-ku pole spear pretty much instantly while I was missing like crazy. I have to make sure I spend a couple days practicing with the pole spear before I go again. I also need to tighten up the band a little I think. I was shooting a sea stinger with the stock band which was lovely to load but I think it was under powering it a little.  The first afternoon we got there I think Cal got a yellow jack . I got a couple queen triggers for the novelty of it.  The next day we drove the boat all over finding all the bad vis. Then once we gave up we dove some stuff right near Guana and Cal got a Nassau and I got a horse eye jack.  We found a cool swim through and decent ledge. We saw a small black and huge Nassau on the ledge but couldn’t get the shot on them.

The next day my luck seemed to be changing, I shot around 7# trigger shore diving. Apparently big ocean triggerfish cruise around in the inshore waters in Guana. There is actually some pretty awesome stuff to shore dive but I will get to that later. Next we drove around forever the other direction and found the vis sucked that way also, Cat and Cal’s mom tried to swim with some dolphins but the dolphins just laughed and flipped them the bird, staying just out of camera range.

abacos_1959 Finally on the way back drove up to one of the many giant coral towers just off the beach.  It actually didn’t look that bad, so I jumped in to check it out. I could actually see the bottom in 35 feet, halleluiah!  I promptly missed a huge bar jack. Then I dove to the sand and started doing some aspetto style stuff. I could actually see down there which was nice. First thing that swam up was nice hog, I promptly drilled him, while he struggled a nice tiger grouper appeared to watch. Once I got control of the hog I tried to dive down and find the tiger but he was hiding. I ran the hog back to the boat and came back to the same spot. I got down to the sand and saw the tiger slide up into a hole. Another hog bigger then the first swam in and I nailed him. I hit the surface and was being followed by a reef shark. Pretty much every spot, once you shot one fish a reef shark would start following us around. So I started to swim the fish back to the boat, and on the way back I saw a big parrot fish. People shoot and eat parrot fish in the Bahamas and they usually are kind of spooky when they are big. I tried to get to the boat quick to drop off the fish and get a shot on the parrot, but Cal discovered the same fish and shot him. The parrot fish bent the gatku pole spear at a 45 degree angle, which was kind of funny.

I knew that all that commotion was going to draw fish in so I swam quickly to the spot and saw what at first I thought was an impossibly big mutton snapper but then I realized it was a dog snapper.  I dropped on him slow as possible and followed him toward the reef he started swimming but didn’t spook.  Inch by inch I closed the gap, then the fish messed up cutting to the right and I shot him in the tail. Fish took off like a rocket but I horsed him to the surface and he was in the boat shortly. After that we had a ton of fish so we went into the Sea of Abaco and looked for lobsters but didn’t find jack. Perhaps the same hurricane that screwed the vis drove the lobsters deep?

The next day we took it easy and tried to find stuff to dive in the sea of Abaco. We found some conchs and ate them cracked & fried that night. We did a tour of the island, checked out the beaches. We dove a little jetty and I saw a school of porgies some of which had to be pushing seven or eight pounds. We ate at Nippers, a restaurant on the island which I think sucks.

The next day in the morning while everyone else was sleeping Cat and I swam back to the jetty. When we swam up there were several huge triggers, a monster margate, two muttons and porgies which actually dwarfed the muttons all hanging out in front of it. Pretty awesome to see all those fish in fifteen feet of water, like a hundred feet from shore. The only problem is they all ran as soon as they saw us.  I worked down the jetty, crawling over the top of it trying to ambush the porgies on the other side and couldn’t make it happen.  The we swam around a small peninsula and hanging out in the grass there were two muttons, one of which had to be pushing 15#. I tried but couldn’t get close enough to get the shot.

Everyone was up and we headed to reef after that.  We dove some new shallow spots, there were ok but not that popping. Cal and I both got another Nassau and he got a little mutton, I got another trigger.  We had some close encounters with a frisky reef shark.

On the last day we found an awesome ledge and basically failed at getting any of the big fish on it. We saw a black grouper that had to be around 30#. There were two 15# Nassaus on it as well. I did get a nice cero though. Then the wind picked up and skies went gray.  We all getting pretty beat from all the diving so we called it early.

The last day we went to the jetty before our flight, Cal was too lazy to swim there so he drove a skiff there and scared all the fish off it.

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