Me and my Brother Tuomo. who hopefully will post some pictures for you, decided to put the rumours to the test. Norway being not too far from Finland and supposedly had awesome fishing.. with visibility to match. We had been diving before up north at Barents sea, that is the very furthest eastern Fjord at Russian border. There the temperatures had been around +6C in water which for my Esclapez 5mm suit would allow me to dive only little past 30min before getting too cold to do any reasonable diving.
This time we were on our way bit south from Lofoten, which is a island group off Norwegian coast around the polar circle.. Cold yes, but apparently good fishing.. Our first dive was to a quite wide fjord that was right next to our camp. Water being about 10C and clear we swam out to see the fishing grounds from where our food was to come from for this week. I had my flasher (improved with few squids) I headed out.
After swimming about 100m away from the shore, I let my flasher sink, and I waited. Holding my T20 110cm Omer ready for some action. I didn’t have to wait for too long, there was flashes of fish trying to bite my weight! Why not the squid or bits of CD..I don’t know, I guess the fish went for Gold as the weight was my last years Gold medal for local league volleyball! Anyhow, I swam down really slowly, watched as about 8 fishes took some distance but not too fast. I followed the biggest one of them. Bringing my gun to a shooting position. Tracking slowly I looked at the fish, about 3pound (Kolja- Melanogrammus aeglifinus ) I am not sure if that is exactly correct. I followed the fish for a while, all the time following with my spear, but the fish presented no target, keeping its tail pointed at me and heading away. I decided to give it a try although. But should have left it alone, as I reloaded my gun at the surface. Darn, first good-sized fish and I had missed it!
Rest of the dive followed pretty much the same routine, I found the fish circling my flasher, or should I say the weight and then swam away annoyingly not turning to take better look at me. I changed my tactic, and did few longish aspettos at rocky patch I found, but the only fish I saw were yellow little cods that came to me after a while. Nothing of the size worth of my spear and I was getting cold. I waved at my brother who seemed to have swam further out, that I was ready to go and was heading to the shore. On the way I saw few smallish (2-3pound) cods swimming along the bottom, very slowly, I dove towards them and as they did not react to me at all, I shot one of them. Straight through the back and out the soft belly. Was no trouble at all, or could have been so, but I was ready to burst, and this fish was just about the delay I could not handle. I ran towards our camp and jumped out of my suit. I was freezing! Feet all numb..
This time we were on our way bit south from Lofoten, which is a island group off Norwegian coast around the polar circle.. Cold yes, but apparently good fishing.. Our first dive was to a quite wide fjord that was right next to our camp. Water being about 10C and clear we swam out to see the fishing grounds from where our food was to come from for this week. I had my flasher (improved with few squids) I headed out.
After swimming about 100m away from the shore, I let my flasher sink, and I waited. Holding my T20 110cm Omer ready for some action. I didn’t have to wait for too long, there was flashes of fish trying to bite my weight! Why not the squid or bits of CD..I don’t know, I guess the fish went for Gold as the weight was my last years Gold medal for local league volleyball! Anyhow, I swam down really slowly, watched as about 8 fishes took some distance but not too fast. I followed the biggest one of them. Bringing my gun to a shooting position. Tracking slowly I looked at the fish, about 3pound (Kolja- Melanogrammus aeglifinus ) I am not sure if that is exactly correct. I followed the fish for a while, all the time following with my spear, but the fish presented no target, keeping its tail pointed at me and heading away. I decided to give it a try although. But should have left it alone, as I reloaded my gun at the surface. Darn, first good-sized fish and I had missed it!
Rest of the dive followed pretty much the same routine, I found the fish circling my flasher, or should I say the weight and then swam away annoyingly not turning to take better look at me. I changed my tactic, and did few longish aspettos at rocky patch I found, but the only fish I saw were yellow little cods that came to me after a while. Nothing of the size worth of my spear and I was getting cold. I waved at my brother who seemed to have swam further out, that I was ready to go and was heading to the shore. On the way I saw few smallish (2-3pound) cods swimming along the bottom, very slowly, I dove towards them and as they did not react to me at all, I shot one of them. Straight through the back and out the soft belly. Was no trouble at all, or could have been so, but I was ready to burst, and this fish was just about the delay I could not handle. I ran towards our camp and jumped out of my suit. I was freezing! Feet all numb..