Every now and then i get this overwhelming feeling to go spearfishing, stronger than usual, so if i can (i make all efforts to do so) i do. This time i found myself at a bay on one of Trinidad's smaller islands where ive never actually spearfished before and i spent the evening taking pics, the night fishing and sleeping on the sand, by myself, with one goal...to be in the water as soon as the sun came up enough to see. My fishing buddy wasnt able to spend the night so he was to join me in the morning. He was running late as usual so just before 7am i donned my gear and hit the water without him. After about 20mins searching the bay, seeing a couple fish and passing on them while momentarily checking the shore to see if my buddy arrived, i came across a school of bait fish that got me excited. Before i committed all my focus toward them and their behaviour, i made one last look at the shore only to see my buddy now arriving. I waved him, he waved back and it was back to business! As soon as i put my head back underwater, i saw a barracuda staring at me about 15ft away. I slowly pointed my Baja Plus as he turned broadside then started to swim away. I aimed, I squeezed, he disappeared and i waited for the tug which turned out to be more of a boatride as he pulled me through the water for about 20secs as i had no reel. Only when i brought him close to subdue him did i realize his true size. He bent my spear nearly 90 degrees but its not fully visible because of the angle of the pic. He may not look it but he weighed 49lbs. Im 6'6 by the way.
