December 17, 2011.
Yesterdays 6 lobsters brought the season total to 22. The weather wasn't the greatest today so we farted around a bit before deciding to do a little hunting. The tide and breeze were both coming in so we decided to drift dive the cut before the tide changed.
The cut at Cave Cay is deep as hell. The center is every bit of forty feet deep and can be a bit intimidating as you rocket along on the tide. The southern edge has a awesome vertical wall and the tide at the edge is a little easier to deal with. The vertical wall is probably 25 feet tall and composed of one shelf on top of another. There are even walled canyons that angle off towards Musha Cay.
The surface was a little rougher than Christy would prefer so she manned the dink while I slipped into the water to reconnoiter. Immediately I was surrounded by a school of Spotted Eagle Rays lazing about. There were some the size of a twin bed and pretty special to see. I saw several more fish that were just too large to even consider shooting (Last years broken spear event)as they'd probably break my spear and beat me to death.
I was in the water for about 5 minutes when I came across number 23. Actually, Mr. 23. I was descending near one of the walls when I spotted an antenna sticking out of a crevice. I cocked my spear and angled towards the opening. I grabbed the rocky ledge just above the opening and swung my shooting arm and shoulder under the ledge. And nearly shit myself.
He was massive, he looked at me as if to say “what?”. I got a good shot that ripped diagonally through his body. I ripped him out of the hole and headed up to the dink. Christy grabbed one of the other spears and was about to hand it to me when I said “ I think we're done” and then showed her the catch of the day.