One afternoon of spearfishing somewhere in Central America. We checked first for big pelagics, but none were to be found. Between surface and -15m were the rainbow runners, then the jacks and under them, the big-eye trevallies. At -18m, the mullet snappers were swimming, and under them, the cuberas until -25m. Then the amberjacks were roaming... Under that? who knows... Magical place, with clear water these days.
-|- Dive safe, respect our seas, spear sustainably just enough for a few good meals and indulge yourself with a trophy fish once in a while. -|-