Thanks Marco, better looking instructors too.
Cheers, Don
Posts by Don Paul
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The only SEAlS I know have fur;) but here is a work out I have done in the past.
This year I have only lifted a Pint.
Cheers, Don
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Nice vid Daniel, good looking chow. Had to watch it without sound, swiped the computer speakers and woofer for love den.
Chick bought me a new flat screen for father's day.Cheers, Don
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Yeah all that stuff is great for all of us...even if we're not in pain. It can help keep our bodies moving properly so we can continue to dive for a long time. =]
So true, many times after the pain laid me out I wished I would have stretched and warmed up after it was too late.
Cheers, Don
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Thanks for sharing your knowledge Peter.
Cheers, Don
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I'm late to the party, what a great read, I felt like a kid in Connecticut again with frost on my .410.
Cheers, Don
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One my early freedive mentors lived on Manihi Atoll in the south pacific, his name is William Tetake. His dad Tetake Williams was a freediving legend. He rose to stardom in 1965 by diving off an aircraft carrier with out fins or mask, and bringing up a hand full of sand from the bottom at 65 meters.
Like his dad, William was a deep diver, he was the first spearfisherman to teach me advanced deep spearfishing.
In his outrigger he kept 3 to 5 kilo stones. We would paddle the canoe over
the ''secret spot',. cock the gun, pick a stone that matched the needed rate of decent, slip on the nose clip, breath up for 1 min, close our eyes and slide into the blue while equalizing.'' When you hit the reef, start making a croaking sound in your throat to attract big Ulua'', replied William.On one such dive I watched William shoot a pan sized fish, slide it down the shooting line, re-cock the gun, croak some more, shoot another fish, before giving me the thumbs up and a big smile.
Later that day I asked him why we close our eyes on the drop to the reef ?
'' This way Raira (gray reef shark) less worries.''
Later William Tetake would introduce me to JJ or Jungle Juice, but I'll save
that story for later.Cheers, Don Paul
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In 1979 I lived at Victoria Beach, a hippie named Richard always had a few of the local cuties gather when he came out of the surf with a nice fish.
The other big chick magnet was a dog named Bear,a huge red husky we had trained to pee on tourist's beach towels. I decided getting a dog was out of the question and set out building a pole spear out of some left over carbon fiber rod I had in my garage. I borrowed the green trident head from my childhood flounder sticker and I was ready to go.
The next day I walked down the long stairs past Ozzie Nelson's house armed
with my frog fins, mask, and new pole spear. At the base of the stairs I was refreshed by the spray of a large shore-brake as it curled down the sand.
On the beach, my friends were playing volleyball as I waited for a lull in the set and hustled through the white water.
Once outside the breakers I pulled my mask up from around my neck, sealed it and dropped into the crisp clear November water.Now the lack of wet suit, big surf and a long pointy thing got me thinking a dog may be not such a bad thing after all. Just then a small corbina finned into view, I dropped down and
saw the dark shape of a large uncovered halibut. In one motion I dove to
the bottom thrusting the frog gig hard into his head. Great billows of sand erupted as I pined his head and finally was able to get a death grip within the gills.Now the fish was convulsing bait fish as a started for shore.
As I looked at my friends on the beach I could see them standing up and pointing at me. Finally a little attention for the non-surfing Yankee Boy.
Wow.... where did all that water go...what is that loud hissing sound ?
As I glanced over my shoulder a sick feeling came to the pit of my stomach,
like when you run out in front of a car and say ...Oh Shite!
The huge wave sucked me in and over the curl, I didn't know where my mask
and polespear were but me and my flatty were heading for shore.
I also don't remember body slamming that tourist with the black knee socks and sandals, lying on that new $20.00 beach chair.
Then the great wave receded with it's bounty of coolers,boggie boards and tanned bodies.
Bear was licking my face when I opened my eyes, blood was dripping off my trashed hand and a 25# Halibut was in my lap.''That was Far Fuc-kin Out'' how long you been surfin flatties? asked a sleek blond bartender I knew from the White House Pub.
It was right then I knew California was my new home.
Beach's, barbecues, and blonds with a dog named Bear.Cheers Don Paul
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Godspeed soldier, time should fly till R+R.
All the best, Don
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We can always count on you,Don.
Roger that, thanks
. Always a open house for you and family.D
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Welcome mate.
Cheers, Don Paul
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That's it. Sorry I have to figure out how to up load pics.
Here you go.http://spearfishing.world/foru…ure-posting-tutorial.html
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Is it the 200 Meter Aqualand?
Cheers, Don
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Dillon swapped out my new Speardiver graphics
Thanks Dan.Cheers, Don
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Cool...who knew.
Cheers, Don
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Mother ocean will help heal you as long as you do not have to wear a heavy wt belt ( 0ver 10 lbs).
I have let my abs go to shite the last two years and need to get my core back in fighting form to help keep my back pain in check. The posts here have inspired me to get strong again to live a more pain free life.Prayers you heal soon pantoja.
Cheers, Don
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[quote='sdeisen','http://spearfishing.world/forums/index.php?thread/&postID=68246#post68246']thanks DP, I love blues,, all types of blues
Oh yeah
...playing it now. Four track baby!Cheers, Don
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Marathon Navigator with tritium markers...takes a severe beating and keeps on ticking.
Cheers, Don
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