I went spearing very motivated yesterday at sunset, destination a good spot for bass. Perfect conditions, I felt very self-assured I'd be going to catch great fish, not caring about the fact I am slightly myopic (nearsighted): as always, I had my contact lenses, so what the F...kk?
While wearing the mask, the right-eye contact lens popped off and fell in water. Baaaad beginning! So I experienced one-eyed spearing and...missed seven shots on seven towards the dumbest basses ever seen (Trouble is that I'm used to close my left eye while aiming, but the right one saw everything foggy).
Finally, at the eighth attempt I got one bass: I couldn't explain why he stood motionless in front of me showing harmlessly his side. By pure luck, the shaft cracked its spine and the fish stood stuck, with no reaction at all, mouth wide open looking surprised. Me more than him when I got closer: the fish was one eyed too (he was lacking the eye on the side where i hit him).
--True story, certified by me.
While wearing the mask, the right-eye contact lens popped off and fell in water. Baaaad beginning! So I experienced one-eyed spearing and...missed seven shots on seven towards the dumbest basses ever seen (Trouble is that I'm used to close my left eye while aiming, but the right one saw everything foggy).
Finally, at the eighth attempt I got one bass: I couldn't explain why he stood motionless in front of me showing harmlessly his side. By pure luck, the shaft cracked its spine and the fish stood stuck, with no reaction at all, mouth wide open looking surprised. Me more than him when I got closer: the fish was one eyed too (he was lacking the eye on the side where i hit him).
--True story, certified by me.