saturday at 4pm left work and went straight to my mate joes house, we got all the spearfishing gear out and got in the car for a nice 4 hour drive up leeman and just past there, when we arrived the other boat going out was there and we talked around a fire till about 11pm.

the next morning, everyones swags were covered in ice and the unlucky gavin, whose wife took his sleeping bag out without him knowing, had quite a few words to say about the weather, many not allowed to be mentioned on here.

After standing around the fire it was time to wetsuit up. i was the first to get suited up, bad idea as well lets just say i thought i was turning into a woman when i took my 3 layers off.  everyone got suited up and we headed down to the beaches for an 8am start.  dave's boat headed out right, our boat, consisting of joe, justin and myself headed out towards the islands.

we started off looking for the rare coral trout there but with no luck so we headed out behind the main reef.  we all went our separate ways for a while, i got a few buffies which i chummed up with and joe did the same although he headed out into the deeper water looking for macks. we all met up at the boat later on me and justin empty handed as all i saw were small baldies, lots of black arse and also a few blue grouper. Joe on the other hand got a 17kg mack and said he saw another one with his one so we all went out for the nice long swim out into the depths for a mackie drift.  as joe chummed a buffie into squares me and justin dove down 15-20m each time and just moved around lots to try attract them but nothing came.

after about 20 minutes and the buffie now almost completely gone, justin spots a sambo. i dove down to get him but as i got to the bottom i couldnt find it and so went back up to see where it got to. justin dove down next and now a larger sambo had joined and he proceeded to hit it with his new riffe cannon.  the shot was good but the sambo was also big and it started to pull him quite a bit and before we knew it he was out in the distance - trying to land his fish. me and joe kept trying to get the mackies to come when i hear a distant, uggh and whuuuu, justin came in with such a speed, well he would have smoked phelps to say the least, and then i heard the distinct name of why he was shouting. White pointer.

it seemed that his sambo had attracted a 4m whitey and it had snuck up on him so when he got to us joes first words were "wheres ur gun?" but as it turns out his sambo had gone under a swim through and so his gun was one side and the fish and spear on the other side when this very dark shadow came in over the weed.  Us 3 all we over to get his gear back and just before we got there the white swam out to check us out, such a magnificent creature, no scars, perfect colours, just amazing to see and only 8m away.

he swam off and we retrived the gear and the now eaten sambo as we presume. we then headed into the inside to a spot they call buffie holes because they had once seen a school of dhuies there and some one thought they were  buffies. it was here in only about 8m of water i pegged a 4-5kg dhuie and while killing it and gutting it a much bigger pair around 10-12 and 15-16kgs came and sat under me for a while. i kept diving and did a near miss on a decent baldie and saw quite a few more dhuies and baldies when i decided to head in.   it was now around 6pm and the sun was on the horizion and we headed back. final fish tally: 2 dhuies, 1 mack, 1 breaksea cod. so we didnt max our bag limits but hey we got plenty of fish to last us for quite a while. next trip: exmouth then abrolhos.

and thats our little adventure sat/sunday.