Went out of my favorite spot around noon today and found the water to be very silty due to the relentless downpours two weeks ago. Unfortunately there's a river that leads to the ocean just east of my spot with the current usually heading west, hence the turbidity. 8 foot vis at it's best. I had only managed two parrotfish in about an hour's worth of effort when I decided to try my "money spot" before the clouds rained on my parade.
I took a few deep breaths and laid in the bottom some 30ft below and scratched the bottom in the low vis water. Some small schoolmasters appeared and a nice-sized mutton also made a cameo. I held fast due to that sixth sense. I inched forward and probably kicked twice when all of a sudden a huge head with big fangs materialized from the haze. We were both startled at first and the big cubera turned once with a thump of its tail and bolted almost instantly into "nowhere". At that instant I took a shot in the "dark" and my gun was almost ripped out of my hand!:0
I started for the surface kicking hard as the snapper tried just the opposite. I instantly thought the snapper was in the 40lb range judging by its fight but as I reached the surface and used my buoyancy to my advantage, I soon had a clear view of its size. Although impressive, I instantly saw why it fought so hard. I had speared it just forward of its tail fin! A fight ensued as I tried to subdue the fish and after what seemed like an eternity, I had my left hand in its gills and my right hand was braining it with my knife. Anyways, a PB Cubera.;)