Hi all
Was awake early despite a heavy head following a bit of a rip last night, but by 9am was pushing a boat into the water from the Buffels-Bay slip at Cape Point. After collecting our quota of Crayfish, we dropped them, grabbed our guns, and headed out again to look for Galjoen.
Soon, the South-Easter arrived, and with it, the rain. Above the surface was a dark, windy, wet and cold world. Below the surface, slipping away from the boat, was a world of amazing colour, at least 35 meters viz, and alive with crayfish, small hottentot, butterfish, star-fish and pyjama sharks. We saw no Galjoen, in fact nothing worth shooting, but it was one of those special dives where everything just feels right. Your dives are long and relaxed, bottom time seems to go on forever, and you see fascinating detail in everything.
Returning empty handed is of no consequence at all, a mere detail to be overlooked.
I even managed a smile when a boat-load of spearo's arrived back minutes before us, having seen a 4 meter great white where we had been.
The best part of all was the trip home however, and seeing on the front page of the local paper that JP, the young surfer who lost a leg to a Great White recently, was today, leaving the hospital to go home. No fish...no care !! What a day.
Jeff
Was awake early despite a heavy head following a bit of a rip last night, but by 9am was pushing a boat into the water from the Buffels-Bay slip at Cape Point. After collecting our quota of Crayfish, we dropped them, grabbed our guns, and headed out again to look for Galjoen.
Soon, the South-Easter arrived, and with it, the rain. Above the surface was a dark, windy, wet and cold world. Below the surface, slipping away from the boat, was a world of amazing colour, at least 35 meters viz, and alive with crayfish, small hottentot, butterfish, star-fish and pyjama sharks. We saw no Galjoen, in fact nothing worth shooting, but it was one of those special dives where everything just feels right. Your dives are long and relaxed, bottom time seems to go on forever, and you see fascinating detail in everything.
Returning empty handed is of no consequence at all, a mere detail to be overlooked.
I even managed a smile when a boat-load of spearo's arrived back minutes before us, having seen a 4 meter great white where we had been.
The best part of all was the trip home however, and seeing on the front page of the local paper that JP, the young surfer who lost a leg to a Great White recently, was today, leaving the hospital to go home. No fish...no care !! What a day.
Jeff