All right boys & girls we have started a new Chapter for 2016. Picked up a new boat with a lot more capability then the old one. Its a 27 ft world Cat, sporting 2 Honda 225's and she Purrrrrs. Rough seas, no problem. This ol girl Rocks, knocks and glides over or through the wave like your floating on a carpet. We can go faster, Further & deeper into undiscovered country then before. She Cruises very comfortable at about 30 knts. We have had her on a couple spins after her maden voyage and loaded her down with a bunch of wounded warriors out to the flats and watched them sail the kiteboards. when they got tired they had a nice place to come in from the wind, store there grear rinse down, knock the sand off and take a break. Other then that its been a windy season but as you can see that has not slowed us down at all. Were getting back to the good side of mother nature for those Pristine day afternoon charters. Spearfishing ops, sight seeing, or just getting out of cell phone range.
Deep throating Death Marlin So the September 29th Started out like any other day. Been a Slow Month but in the keys September is always slow. Businesses shut down for the Month kind of slow. Locals can’t pay the rent but take vacation anyway kind of Slow. And we are no exception. But we had a couple from New York visiting and they brought some friends from Key West for their fun in the sun snorkel/ spear fishing excursion. And then we add Me. Welcome to the shit show where the weird turn pro. Nothing out of the ordinary we took everyone out to a place called Pelican shoals. Great snorkeling, nice a sets of finger corals, water isn’t too deep, not too shallow, just right for the experience level of the clients that wanted to go on the ride. So I was playing tourist guide pointing out schools of Grunts & Snappers for my new friend Frank to attempt to ram a straight hook through. ( Straight hook: Spear shaft) And like everyone else I teach to spear fish, I tell him “ hey they aint gonna kill themselves. you can’t just wait on just the big one’s brother, You got to get you some trigger time in on the small ones, so when that big one comes along you can hit it. Not to mention Snapper & grunts taste just as good with beans and rice as any other fish. So let’s get to practicing and fill the cooler for dinner.” We continue to swim about like champs I'm enjoying just being out and about found a lobster that just happened to be all alone so I picked him up and put him in a bag for dinner this evening . My client seemed winded so he went back to the boat for a little R&R and I finished patrolling the spot I was on. I slammed a couple of Nice Mango’s and put them on the stringer attached to my caboose floating behind me about 20 yards . Then I Hit a Big Spanish Grunt and noticed that I was being followed by a 4’.5” foot toothy critter. The elusive and always hungry Spotted Bohemian Death Marlin, Otherwise known as a Great barracuda. Now the rule of thumb, If you want to keep your thumbs, or any other digits on your hands. (1) Is keeping them away from a fish that may be flopping around on the end of your spear tip when toothy critters are around. (2) Take the fish out of the water, or Take possession of the fish so the Barracuda cant see it. Note : I don’t recommend attaching a stringer of fish to your Crotch area for obvious reasons. Digits are not the only things I want to keep firmly attached in its God given place. I also don’t agree with stuffing bleeding or wounded fish in your dive skin or wet suit. You have now went from hunter to mobile meat suit & chum bag for another toothy critter that doesn’t need to rely on sight to hunt and can smell one drop of blood in about a million gallons of water. Enough said on that subject. So anyway here we are I'm looking at it, and its looking at me and more importantly my fish, and I could just tell its about to get fucked up from here. Now, I have had hundreds of fish stolen from the end of my spear tip. Usually not a big deal, Its just a reef Tax, an easy meal for a hungry ocean dweller using the path of least resistance. But there was something different with this one , my spidey senses were tingling , this fish was not right in the way it was lining up on the target of opportunity . I took a quick look behind me then looked back and it was on. This fucking thing in an attempted to get the fish, but miscalculated his attack. He opened his Mouth and rammed Fish down the shaft , Spear, and over half of my spear gun down his neck hole. I'm attempting to remove the digits that I want to keep off the gun, and screaming like a girl. Mostly cussing like a sailor. (F.Y.I. As many of you may know I'm well versed in sailor talk. ) I collectively count my body parts , to make sure they are all in attendance and in their proper area’s. I check for puncture wounds making sure I’m not leaking anything other then the brown cloud coming out of my shorts. At the same time I notice this fish has impaled itself, and has about 26” inches of my gun in its throat. Linda Lovelace would be proud. Not to mention part of the spear sticking out of its ass. Needless to say it’s not going anywhere. Now, its pissed off ,stuck, jaws chomping, teeth knashing, and tail walking on the water and thrashing about in general . All the commotion caused the gun to be snatched out of my hands. Thankfully my gun is on a leash and attached to a floating sled. I yell to the Boat. “ You’ll aint gonna Believe this Fucking shit!!!” Of course they can’t hear me, but can see something causing a commotion on the ocean. And wouldn’t you know I was right. Back on the Boat Capt Dayne was watching the shit show and told Dallis and the Customers “ I'm not sure what’s going on, but there’s defiantly going to be a fucked up story involved.” I looked down in the water to see the remnants of my spear gun’s bands sinking and hitting the sand below. Luckily my float line was attached to the gun that was now disappearing into the blue water and coming in my general direction was the Caboose. ( A waterborne sled that I attach to carry all my other gear, lobster net, tickle stick, small spear gun for the grouper that attempts to rock up ) I grab a hold of that as It comes by me, Snatch the extra spear gun from the back of it and then give the float line a sharp tug to attempt to reel in my wayward spear gun which is still firmly implanted in this pissed off fish. It comes into view and I dispatch the wounded toothy bastard with another shot to the center of the skull. All that senseless thrashing comes to a stop. I grab my spear gun, look at the spear notice the bottom of the shaft is bent at about 45 degree’s but that is defiantly better then losing the whole thing. Crisis averted. I swim all the gear and the lifeless carcass back to the boat, slap it on the deck to a group of customers whom observed the shit show and Ask who’s ready for round two? To my amusement I had No takers. So I removed my gear, stored the fish in the box and caught my breath as we continued to the next spot. where I shot a 19” Snapper. and several more fish.. The Customers stayed on the boat for the next round but I'm sure they will now No doubt have a good story to tell their friends and family about a little trip they took with Damn the Rocks. .
01/20/2014. Its a brand new year and lots of good stuff happening. We had a great run of trips right after Christmas even thought the weather was , uh, Lets just say less then pristine for us locals. But all our Customers have been from the Great white North. Chicago, New York, Wisconsin, Washington D.C. Brought the Family down to escape the blizzard type conditions that are common place for them this time of year, and all they wanted to do was get out on the ocean, Tan their Cans, put some sun on the buns, catch some fish, venture to an island or two, knock back a couple of cold ones, while warming their bones and enjoy the sun going down without wearing a Sweater or the cell phone going off. Mission accomplished. Our adventures up to date included # Island party’s and picnics, #Bird watching, a Pelican saving , and one attempted Shark wrestling event. One of my Customers thought it would be a great idea to wrestle a 6 foot Nurse shark caught on rod & reel, And NO, I'm not kidding.. As one may think there was an immediate intervention at hand , as I informed my new found friend about the downsides of tangling with a shark that not only matched him in weight but in size , but was pissed off about being hooked to the back of the boat, and the obvious fact was that nothing good could come from this.. He stated, “ What, A man cant wrestle a shark and not be a man?” My response was “sure you can . But you may end up being a man without all the working parts you have now.” Needless to say, the intervention was a success. and the rest of his charter was uneventful and apparenlty so much fun they signed up for another next year. Since there has been a lull in our trips and the wind was stopped blowing for the first time in a month and we didn’t have any charters on the books, I figured that it was time to take a personal day with the boys and it was well worth it. yesterday was a Pristine Day for a spear fishing trip. water was a little chilly but was gin clear, and we were motivated. Visibility was about 50 ft, Temp in the Low 70’s ( told you it was chilly.) But what do I care, I have a wet suit, a dive skin and some tactical Fat.. It didn’t take long to get a few people together for a trip out to Pelican shoals. upon arrival we proceeded to Kill some fish. knocked the bottom out of some patch reefs in the area. nothing strenuous just a great time with some Sperios ( that’s Dudes or chicks with spear guns) Body count: 14 Hogs, a couple of Muttons, 2 or 3 grey snappers, a vermilion snapper , a triggerfish that thought it was a good Idea to come up and nip me, one big ass lion fish. It was a good, good Day. Now its time for that Fish fry… Damn the Rocks …
We had a good week. Ran a couple of Charters and the customers had a good time. One of our trips had a first time fisherman onboard Young woman from North Fl whom hooked into a 4 ft spotted speckled bohemian death Marlin. Needless to say, she had a Blast, and got one hell of a fish story out of the deal too. On our Other trip the customer wanted to take his friends from Cali out and show him around the keys for a little Snorkeling adventure. situation handled , Capt Dayne found some nice coral heads and put them on top for a looksie around. after the group was done with their swim they relaxed with a cold beverage while enjoying the Florida sunset. Folks we do it all.
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