Oh, hey! Hows about a little 100'+ vis and some 82 degree water? All that and more in today's (really yesterday's) astonishing installment of the Boynton Dive Report. So -as I was saying, the scary green water has left the building and in has come some cracklin' clear Gulfstream water.
I went fish capturing at an undisclosed loctation, both dives. Seas were flat going out and maybe 2' coming in. Current was moderate to strong and to the south.
The first dive was the dive that everything went wrong. I suffered through the following:
Broken mask strap clip
Broken catch bag clasp
Creeping reg
Entangling various hoses and equipment with my reef hook.
Still, I captured two Hogfish, and saw three turtles all mid water. One of them was the giant Green Turtle I posted a picture of a month or so ago. After my return to the boat I dumped my bag into the cooler and only one fish came out. This was my first clue that I had clasp issues. Actually, the turtle circling me was my first clue. Probably waiting for another fish to pop out of my bag. Anyway, on the surface interval I resolved all of the issues. I thought.
The second dive was much more pleasant graceful, and fruitful, if fish can be counted as a fruit. After bagging four more Hogs I prepare to ascend, but out of the corner of my eye I spot a medium sized Black Grouper. I gently ease over to him and suprisingly he doesn't spook. He does act very interested in old Scubakev though, and displays never before seen Grouper behavior. He kept just enough room between us that I couldn't poke him with my pointed stick. He pretended to be interested in other things and not to be running away and I pretended to be interested in other things and not to be chasing him. We went around in circles like that for about 10 minutes, each of us hiding behind sponges, poking our heads up to see where the other one was, being really non challant about the whole thing. Eventually I came to understand that this fish was better at swimming and pretending than me, so 12 minutes late (the boat I was on has a 60 minute policy) I begin my ascent.
I break the suface just behind the waiting boat and wince as the captain heads towards me... but instead of angry, he looks delighted.
"Look what I caught!" he says, holding up a familiar looking Hog. My heart sank as I looked down to my wide open, completely empty catch bag and realized that I just had a Grouper for dinner.
Here's the Huge Green Turtle again. I think its the very same one.
I went fish capturing at an undisclosed loctation, both dives. Seas were flat going out and maybe 2' coming in. Current was moderate to strong and to the south.
The first dive was the dive that everything went wrong. I suffered through the following:
Broken mask strap clip
Broken catch bag clasp
Creeping reg
Entangling various hoses and equipment with my reef hook.
Still, I captured two Hogfish, and saw three turtles all mid water. One of them was the giant Green Turtle I posted a picture of a month or so ago. After my return to the boat I dumped my bag into the cooler and only one fish came out. This was my first clue that I had clasp issues. Actually, the turtle circling me was my first clue. Probably waiting for another fish to pop out of my bag. Anyway, on the surface interval I resolved all of the issues. I thought.
The second dive was much more pleasant graceful, and fruitful, if fish can be counted as a fruit. After bagging four more Hogs I prepare to ascend, but out of the corner of my eye I spot a medium sized Black Grouper. I gently ease over to him and suprisingly he doesn't spook. He does act very interested in old Scubakev though, and displays never before seen Grouper behavior. He kept just enough room between us that I couldn't poke him with my pointed stick. He pretended to be interested in other things and not to be running away and I pretended to be interested in other things and not to be chasing him. We went around in circles like that for about 10 minutes, each of us hiding behind sponges, poking our heads up to see where the other one was, being really non challant about the whole thing. Eventually I came to understand that this fish was better at swimming and pretending than me, so 12 minutes late (the boat I was on has a 60 minute policy) I begin my ascent.
I break the suface just behind the waiting boat and wince as the captain heads towards me... but instead of angry, he looks delighted.
"Look what I caught!" he says, holding up a familiar looking Hog. My heart sank as I looked down to my wide open, completely empty catch bag and realized that I just had a Grouper for dinner.
Here's the Huge Green Turtle again. I think its the very same one.