When I first started spearfishing sharks were always a topic of discussion, but divers rarely saw them except for the smaller ones and the various catsharks and ornamental sharks, including the Carpet Shark or the Wobbegong. The latter dozing on the bottom were like sacks of potatoes looking upwards with their beady eyes looking for a free meal and on occasion would appear ar the edge of your mask vision seeking to snaffle your catch. The bayonet tips on many early spearguns were to push away these nosy creatures without harming them. However at times big ones, usually females, would be very insistent and score a part of your catch if not all of it. Enter the 12 gauge shotgun powerhead made by a number of companies including Sea Hornet Australia. My long time dive buddy bought the Sea Hornet and being inquisitive about such things I dismantled it and drew the plans up for it, being a student at the time with one unit being Engineering Drawing. Long story short I found my old drawing which I thought I tossed out years ago. It is a large drawing so I had to stitch it together as a mosaic and given time I could do a better job of cleaning it up. Ideally the paper needs ironing or pressing to flatten it out.
One sunny day we were spearing off the headland at Woolgoolga on the NSW Mid-North Coast and a massive Wobbegong cruised in from below and was clearly after our fish. One of the other guys in our group was carrying the powerhead that I had machined up using my drawing, my buddy had his genuine one in his leg sheath. I pulled my snorkel mouthpiece out and said "That Wobbegong looks like trouble". Just then there was a dull thud, a feeling of pressure being hit in your guts and then he replied "Not any more it isn’t". Way down below our fellow spearo was ascending from the depths with the very limp Wobbegong in tow.
For those who are horrified at the bumping off of this large shark rest assured that we ate it and it was delicious. There was a lot to eat as it was over 6 foot, about as big as they get.
Being distracted by such high adventure at the time I never got my powerhead back from the guy who borrowed it and never saw him or it again.
One sunny day we were spearing off the headland at Woolgoolga on the NSW Mid-North Coast and a massive Wobbegong cruised in from below and was clearly after our fish. One of the other guys in our group was carrying the powerhead that I had machined up using my drawing, my buddy had his genuine one in his leg sheath. I pulled my snorkel mouthpiece out and said "That Wobbegong looks like trouble". Just then there was a dull thud, a feeling of pressure being hit in your guts and then he replied "Not any more it isn’t". Way down below our fellow spearo was ascending from the depths with the very limp Wobbegong in tow.
For those who are horrified at the bumping off of this large shark rest assured that we ate it and it was delicious. There was a lot to eat as it was over 6 foot, about as big as they get.
Being distracted by such high adventure at the time I never got my powerhead back from the guy who borrowed it and never saw him or it again.
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