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Jumped in the water at high tide yesterday. The water was gin clear and visibility was close to 30 feet…too bad there were NO BASS to video…besides two little rats patrolling the wash.
I did manage to get some outstanding footage of a bait ball. One solitary school of fair size sand eels were feeding and performing for my lens. There were two baby bunker that had joined forces with the sand eels, no doubt looking for a little safety in numbers, probably the only survivors of some past bass massacre.
I managed to recruit a pound and a half lobster to portray its “flight or fight” reaction…as if it were about to be inhaled by some hungry cow. I swam around with the lobster in the hopes that when I saw a school of marauding bass, I would have been able to drop the bug into the middle of the school and hopefully watch it get sucked down. But NO! And with no lobster license, I sadly released my newfound friend, not to a boiling pot of water, but back into the rocks.
So much for my hoping to see a bunch of fish getting ready to feed before the storm…not many dives left before I call it a season.
Mike
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