Mozambique Cronicles - A glimmer down under...

  • As i rest on the surface, my chest inhales gently and slowly exhales lowering my heart rate to a point where anxiety no longer dwells in the mind...


    The water is somehow dark and the viz must be around 10 meters for the Black Bart lure in the end of the flasher can barely be seen...in these waters we are not the top predators, and in this particular spot i am far from that...


    ...back to the breathing rhythm i drive myself away from any thoughts other then what i came here to search...the floatline on my left hand, the gun on the right...a few final breaths, a gentle slide forward has the fins go up and the journey down under begins...


    ...the bottom lies some -80 meters below with a very small pinnacle coming all the way up to -40...the first meters are crowded with a cloud of Unicorns, Surgeons and other smaller fish wich tells me that today the predators lie beneath...


    Passing the flasher set at -12 meters i slow my rate and level the body at -20...one brief look in my back tells me there's no unwanted guests by now...checking my surroundings as the eyes get used to this dark blue color that fades into a grey horizon without any visual references that seems void of life...


    ...a few seconds later, while looking down a tinny glimmer down under triggers my instincts and i immediately sink in its direction...it’s an unmistakable shine and as i approach it, the glimmer becomes a shadow...the shadow becomes a shape...and the shape becomes a fish...


    …fully aware of my presence, the fish slowly moves away…I stop…I am some 26 meters below and after this run, I can’t go down any further, so now is the moment…aiming the 160 a bit above the lateral line, compensating for the long shot, I press the trigger…
    …the spear seeks its target and penetrates straight trough the side…the fish shakes and trembles…a perfect spine shot!!!
    One final look around me and it’s time to ascend…meter by meter, keeping the tension on the line and checking for predators…


    On the surface I retrieve the fish and call for the boat…


    Sitting aboard admiring the prey a feeling of fulfillment and freedom runs through my mind reminding me this why I came here after all…



    Specie: Narrow-Barred Spanish Mackerel-Scomberomorus commerson
    Gun: Rob Allen Zulu 160
    Location:The Pinnacle - Southern Mozambique


    Safe diving to you all...

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