Jasin wrote on Feb 8
th, 2022 at 8:27pm:
I mostly spear alone, but keep it conservative, never pushing the envelop.
Mullaway I find in dead end gutters or enclosed areas - sometimes 20 of em just sleeping I suppose. Easy meat.
I never hammer the same spot because the fish never come back.
Most of the time, I don't spear anything. I'm very picky.
Where do you fish, I live on the central coast and spear most of the rocky outcrops around here.
Mullaway just don't seem to hang around here much, or I'm looking in the wrong areas.
I also don't like diving deeper than 50-60 feet, so that also limits my prey a bit.
Used to dive with some guys who regularly hit 80 plus feet, that's pushing my comfort zone too much.
I too only spear what I can eat that day.
Enough fish for my family and I, I don't believe in taking too much, its wasteful and greedy.
We also get the occasional lobster.
I'm not a lover, but the wife likes them, I find early mornings best.
I used to have a small (or large) problem spearing off the rocks a few years ago.
A beautiful big blue grouper started following me when I was fishing. he must have weighed 100 kg.
These are beautiful fish, no fear of humans at all, but they tend to take bites out of fish you spear if you don't get to them quick enough.
And they head under rocks to eat them, getting the bloody spear back is a real pain.
This big bugger wouldn't even move off when i prodded it with my spear, seeming to know I wouldn't hurt it.
One day it just wasn't there any more, I really like that fish.
The other problem I had in this area was the Port Jackson and wobbygong sharks.
They seem to like the area, they tend to be territorial, so once you know one is there you can avoid them.
They aren't really dangerous, more just bloody annoying.
I have heard that they latch onto divers and drown them, but I'm dubious of this.
I swam into a small cave one day and all I saw was an open mouth coming at me.
It was a 4 ft Port and I somehow did a 180 and started swimming backward, the bloody thing latched onto my fin and wouldn't let go.
No fear of death or anything, but I slipped the fin off my foot and it went back into the cave.
Never got it back, cost me a pair of good fins $200.00 worth.