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En la imagen de arriba, el amigo John A. Herrera, desde Palm Beach, nos mando una foto con una buena pieza! Nos os perdais su
historia por poco que domineis el inglés o tengais a mano un traductor...
I bounce dived some deep wrecks off Palm Beach last November. The captain put me and my buddy Jason on an upside down 35' hull in
about 200' of water. There is a large blow out in the side of the hull so that it forms sort of a cave. As I approached the blow
out, there was a large fish facing me. As I focused on the fish and recognized it as a CUBERA SNAPPER, he turned left and started
to run deeper inside. With little time to react, I quickly launched a freeshaft from my Deathstick into his shoulder angled down
and forward towards his skull. He disappeared into the cave and smoked it out. The silt was slow to clear, so I loaded and attached
a line to my spare freeshaft and crawled left into the 3' high cave shining the light on the muzzle forward to try to find and get
a second shaft in the fish. Meanwhile unbeknownst to me, Jason shot and missed a 30 pound cubera out in the sand. This fish came
barreling into the cave behind me and ran me over trying to escape from Jason. I didn't quite know what was happening as the fish
tried to run past me. I tried to bear hug the fish as it passed searching for the back end of my freeshaft thinking that it was my
fish. After that was over, it was REALLY smoked out. I backed out of the cave towards the light and signaled to Jason that it was
time to go up. I already was into several minutes of deco and didn't have time for the cave to clear. I was going to have to surface
and go back down to try to retrieve my fish.
We dropped the other divers on another wreck and I got in about an hour of surface time. I then geared back up to do a second drop.
This time I was alone. I dropped a stringer outside the entrance of the cave and went in and to the left. My muzzle flashlight
shined on my cubera with my freeshaft hanging back from his shoulder and the point protruding from his cheek. As the fish slowly
turned away from me in the limited space that we shared. I placed my lineshaft a few inches behind the gill plate on the lateral
line, and it blew out through his opposite gill plate. The cubera stopped - which was a great relief. I carefully pulled him to
me and grabbed my shaft as I slowly backed out of the cave. I then strung him through the eyes and lift bagged him to the surface.
Throughout the whole process he barely quivered. In my haste to get the fish to the surface, I never removed my lineshaft.
Accordingly, the fish went the surface with my gun in tow which was unfortunate because I hadn't stirred the cave up much and
wanted to see if I could find the smaller fish.
My cubera weighed 53 pounds and is my personal best.
Thank you very much, John.
Nice fish and nice (and well explained) history!
Best wishes, my friend.
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