thecrab87
03-17-2006, 03:54 AM
I decided to go at the last minute yesterday after work, so I got into the
water late. The bay was suprisingly clean... really beautiful
actually. The life has really come back after months of rough water.
There were big balls of mamo and enenue everywhere, clouds of huge
opelu coming through, schools of 50+ kawalea... basically hopping with life.
I have a list of things that will get you killed, and I now have
another one to add to them. For all of my ulua holes, I've spent a
lot of time analyzing the best approach, how to set up your postion
prior to diving, mapping out how to swim the approach... even going so
far as which rock to grab as you pull your way to the hole. This has
involved a lot of repetive diving on an empty hole so that when it is
happening, I don't have to think about what to do. Well, there is a
typical current pattern for Haiku, but yesterday the current was 180º
opposite. I checked the shallow ledge hole, the deep three rock hole,
and the deep crack hole... nobody home.
So, I went out to the BIG rock. The ulua hang off the ledge on the
Kahului side. Last trip out there, I dropped down right on top of 3
white ulua and stoned one at 75 feet... feeling good. Now, the normal
approach involves fighting the current towards Hana, breathing up and
resting as you drift back, and timing your dive so that when you hit
the edge of the rock you are perfectly set to go over the edge and
drop down onto the fish down at 75 feet.
But yesterday, the current was BLAZING the other way. I had to fight
down at a 45º angle to get to the rock, then had to pull myself about
20 feet along the bottom because the current had pushed me back, then
hold myself in position against the whooshing water as I peeked over
the side. There were huge omilus... biggest I think I've ever
seen. The bigger one passed under me, and I had to wait for the next
largest to come into range. Fought to get the speargun in position,
and pulled the trigger just as I watched his eye roll up to look at
me. Took the top off of his head and he swam off. Damn, how can a
fish swim with no brain! Then my spear hooked on the bottom. Then I
was weighted heavier than normal. Made it to the surface but it was
too close for my comfort. I hook breathed for a minute to force oxygen
into my bloodstream just as a precaution.
So, what did I learn? First, there were the mistakes that I know better about.
1) goal fixation - I wanted that fish
2) laziness - I should have dropped my gun as soon as I realized the
spear was caught rather than trying to play it to get it loose.
3) I was overweighted compared to what I'm used to
4) I ate too much before diving and drank too little
and 5) my new rule... the conditions were dramatically different than
normal, so a dive that is normally no sweat was now a challenge.
Without #5, I would likely have been just fine, but it was enough to
push me over the top. Lesson learned!
I stayed at the rock after recovering trying to poke a big mu, but he
decided I had bad intentions. The current was just too much to fight.
By now, I'm completely demoralized, so I head in. At the point, I'm
swiming head down, when I turn to the side and spot a feeding awa. I
get a spear in him as he takes off. He immediately takes 150 feet of
line off of my reel.... what fun! I finally get my hands on him after
a really great fight and string him up. By now my tagline and reel
line and monofilament are one big tangle and by the time I get
everything untangled, it's dark... and I've got another 1/2
mile to swim. I start hauling in, but it gets
really, really dark. In the dim light, I notice that I'm schooled by
about 40 big awa. Awesome! I don't dare shoot one because I have no
idea how I'll untangle one if he hooks on the bottom that I can't see
in the dark 20 feet below.
I beach myself on the rocks in total darknesss, somehow find my bag in
the bushes, and pack my gear and fish. Then, I feel my way
up the stream bed and up the trail under the trees. I call Sierra
when I get to the top to tell her I'm OK, and she tells me I'm a
ding-dong to not bring a flashlight. I have to agree.
Pics below:
I love the way the flash makes the awa's eye glow.
water late. The bay was suprisingly clean... really beautiful
actually. The life has really come back after months of rough water.
There were big balls of mamo and enenue everywhere, clouds of huge
opelu coming through, schools of 50+ kawalea... basically hopping with life.
I have a list of things that will get you killed, and I now have
another one to add to them. For all of my ulua holes, I've spent a
lot of time analyzing the best approach, how to set up your postion
prior to diving, mapping out how to swim the approach... even going so
far as which rock to grab as you pull your way to the hole. This has
involved a lot of repetive diving on an empty hole so that when it is
happening, I don't have to think about what to do. Well, there is a
typical current pattern for Haiku, but yesterday the current was 180º
opposite. I checked the shallow ledge hole, the deep three rock hole,
and the deep crack hole... nobody home.
So, I went out to the BIG rock. The ulua hang off the ledge on the
Kahului side. Last trip out there, I dropped down right on top of 3
white ulua and stoned one at 75 feet... feeling good. Now, the normal
approach involves fighting the current towards Hana, breathing up and
resting as you drift back, and timing your dive so that when you hit
the edge of the rock you are perfectly set to go over the edge and
drop down onto the fish down at 75 feet.
But yesterday, the current was BLAZING the other way. I had to fight
down at a 45º angle to get to the rock, then had to pull myself about
20 feet along the bottom because the current had pushed me back, then
hold myself in position against the whooshing water as I peeked over
the side. There were huge omilus... biggest I think I've ever
seen. The bigger one passed under me, and I had to wait for the next
largest to come into range. Fought to get the speargun in position,
and pulled the trigger just as I watched his eye roll up to look at
me. Took the top off of his head and he swam off. Damn, how can a
fish swim with no brain! Then my spear hooked on the bottom. Then I
was weighted heavier than normal. Made it to the surface but it was
too close for my comfort. I hook breathed for a minute to force oxygen
into my bloodstream just as a precaution.
So, what did I learn? First, there were the mistakes that I know better about.
1) goal fixation - I wanted that fish
2) laziness - I should have dropped my gun as soon as I realized the
spear was caught rather than trying to play it to get it loose.
3) I was overweighted compared to what I'm used to
4) I ate too much before diving and drank too little
and 5) my new rule... the conditions were dramatically different than
normal, so a dive that is normally no sweat was now a challenge.
Without #5, I would likely have been just fine, but it was enough to
push me over the top. Lesson learned!
I stayed at the rock after recovering trying to poke a big mu, but he
decided I had bad intentions. The current was just too much to fight.
By now, I'm completely demoralized, so I head in. At the point, I'm
swiming head down, when I turn to the side and spot a feeding awa. I
get a spear in him as he takes off. He immediately takes 150 feet of
line off of my reel.... what fun! I finally get my hands on him after
a really great fight and string him up. By now my tagline and reel
line and monofilament are one big tangle and by the time I get
everything untangled, it's dark... and I've got another 1/2
mile to swim. I start hauling in, but it gets
really, really dark. In the dim light, I notice that I'm schooled by
about 40 big awa. Awesome! I don't dare shoot one because I have no
idea how I'll untangle one if he hooks on the bottom that I can't see
in the dark 20 feet below.
I beach myself on the rocks in total darknesss, somehow find my bag in
the bushes, and pack my gear and fish. Then, I feel my way
up the stream bed and up the trail under the trees. I call Sierra
when I get to the top to tell her I'm OK, and she tells me I'm a
ding-dong to not bring a flashlight. I have to agree.
Pics below:
I love the way the flash makes the awa's eye glow.