Fish of a lifetime
Sipping some morning coffee and talking to my girlfriend on the phone I said, “babe, I’m going to spear a world record fish today.” I had planned my day to go spearfishing in hopes of spearing a world record fish which has been a dream of mine for years, so I departed on a spearfishing trip with my dad and a good friend to hunt for a world record.
The day started off with spearing some hogfish and snapper for dinner and grouper to pay for gas. It was around 2pm, I was off the coast of Long Island Bahamas freediving on a reef in 50 ft of water when I speared a grouper and put it in the boat. As I was rigging my spear, I saw a huge cubera snapper swimming out in the distance along the sand. I immediately recognized it was a world record fish. I watched him and noticed that he was swimming towards a ledge. I attached my pole spear to my belt reel and started breathing up an
d preparing myself for the dive, trying to reduce my heart rate so that I could hold my breath
and make a long dive. I waited until he swam underneath the ledge and then I immediately swam down quickly. I drew back my pole spear and held; poised waiting to see him and take the shot.
As I swam down underneath the ledge, I came face to face with the most behemoth fish I’ve ever seen. I had to try and calm myself and focus; knowing that I only have one shot to get this fish. He started to turn around and swim away as I took aim and landed the shot right in the face. It was a good strong hold on him but not a kill shot. He took off running with my spear and line started peeling from my belt reel. I swam behind the fish, clearing the line from tangling on the reef, until he swam into a deep cave. I ascended to the surface for air and started fighting him on the line, trying to pull him free of the cave. I worked and played him for fifteen minutes giving him slack each time he would make a run deeper into the cave and then pulling back on him to try and turn his head to hopefully pull him out. I became worried when the sharks appeared and started swarming around the cave trying to find and eat my record fish.
Finally the cubera swam out of the cave and I began to muscle him to the surface. I was so scared while I was pulling this dinosaur of a fish closer and closer towards me. Still alive and definitely still some strength in him, he lunged towards me with his mouth open with teeth like a pit bull. I moved in very carefully grabbing him by the gills and holding his head above water while I called the boat over. It took three of us to pull it onto the boat and I stood in awe of his majestic size. Celebration high fives went around the boat as I knew I just landed a fish that surpassed my wildest dreams. The single most timid and challenging fish to hunt in the Atlantic Ocean, and I had just conquered this beast with my Head Hunter http://www.headhunterspearfishing.com pole spear. We drove back to the dock in anticipation of weighing him. A gentleman aboard a sport-fish yacht was kind enough to let us use his scale to weigh it. To our amazement, the scale read 130.75 pounds, placing this fish as the largest cubera snapper recorded in the history of the world.
A fish of a lifetime.