On the beach

Me n gib snuck down to the beach. Shot some seals...with a camera!



What be dis?

The gun was unloaded, the berrel pointing down into the rocks and saftey engaged
It would take a cruel individual to shoot a seal with a pellet rifle.


Smaller pray on the otherhand...not so much.

Landed a batray

 

 

I saw a 40lb or so white seabass this weekend but I didn't have the right tip to land it. Instead I went after this leviathan.
I spotted two batrays laying in the sand on top of each-other. On the bottom was an absolute monster, 4ft diameter and resting on him was a tiny little fella not more than two feet. I observed bolth for sometime before this third fella comes swimming up. Not too big, not too small, juuust right!

Color changing opaleye

I went diving today and caught this opaleye. When I first caught it it was a sandy patern of gray, then it turned dark green/black then after removing its guts it formed a white stripe.
I suspect these guys change colors according to their mood or to match their environment.

Silvio's first catch

Wen't fishing today with my buddy Silvio. Silvio has been out once before but never speared a fish. The gods rewarded us quite extravagantly for showing up before high tide. Within 20 minuets we speared four fish between the two of us. 

Unfortunately i lost my flopper tip recently to gravity while riding my bike. I started off using my 8ft polespear with paralizer tip. Right off the bat I nail a black perch to show Silvio whats up. I string the fish to my belt and continue the hunt. Crawling through the kelp my excitement gets the better of me. I jet into an opening where a school of a dozen or so opaleye appear to be holding a convention. Silvio, having stalked the same fish thusfar unseen watches as I hurl into the group jabbing my polespear uselessly, causing the fish to dart everywhich way and flee the scene. 

I apologize for my blunder. 

Slipping into the thick kelp beds I come upon my pray again, this time a large individual. He bolts but my banded spear is quicker and he is gnarled by a shaft in the gut. I pin the fish to the bottom and tangle myself in kelp trying to get air and hold the pole in place. I dive and shove my finger into his gill plate. Its a monster!

Having succeded in securing food I trade poles with silvio for the 3ft fiberglass. 
At about the same time silvio catches his first fish with a shot from below I come up on a group of opaleye, keeping the slowest. 




Quite a catch


Its time to eat!




Although I despise the use of paralizer tips every single fish me and silvio hit we kept. Very awesome day of hunting.

Rod n Reel, tomorrow its time to force feed em the steal

 Silvio's first catch

 Zack and Joey happened to be fishing the same waters. They had a wormless tactic of spinner baits. Seemed to work pretty well!

Why am I so epic?

Kick-flip Status

Birds of the downtown district

More Epicness enrout

I have a dedicated follower

An anonymous viewer by the name of abe....apparently abe is an animal lover who hates me and my blog. This anonymous turd commented on my posts accusing me of cruelty and the likes. Threatens to report me to the authorities bla bla bla

Have you ever eaten a hamburger abe? Probably munchen on chicken fingers while decrying me ending a free wild creature of the earth.
Everything I hunt is killed swiftly and humanly very unlike the food you eat every day, hypocrite. You contribute to the suffering of those lower than you in such a dramatic and disgustingly profound way that you have no right to descend on others.

Have you ever even made your own food once in your life? I suspect you let others do the dirty work for you. You my dear reader are a very cowardly individual.

Just because you aren't pulling the trigger doesn't mean your not doing the exact same thing
Go rescue a dog from the pound and feed it ground tortured animal or something sheeeeyt

I succeeded in the hunt without harming anything

I set out this morning with every intent to murder one of gods creatures. As fate would have it, I was able to succeed in my hunt without sacrificing a single being.

I loaded up my spearfishing gear, bow n arrow, and pellet rifle onto my bike and set off.

I tried a new spot, which required a very sketchy scramble down to the beach. Having made it and gone around the point past people I armed my bow. For my first attempt I would use my obsidian arrowhead as opposed to the lead hunting tips. Nostalgia I guess.
I snuck up on the colony of fish with relative ease. Lined up the daddy and let fly. I scored a hit but only a glancing blow. The arrow tip is slightly curved to one side due to manufacturing defects that occur with hand made things. I heard the arrow skip off the wing and the fish had to recover itself before flying past the point.

Damn!
Every other shot was a miss. after scaring all the fish into the "saftey" of the ocean I geared up for battle

Saw a group of seals out spearfishing! I didn't think they were this far south.



Although I didn't nab anything for the grill, I did manage to haul this spiny dogfish ashore for a quick picture before letting him go free unscathed.

I learned later from my fish identification book that the two spines on the dorsals are mildly toxic. Probably wouldn't have grabbed him if I knew that


Epic day of hunting

Skunked at sea, good thing I had a plan B

Went fishing at the Santa Barbara peir but the real action wasn't until Goleta

 

Nice First fish Omar!

Fishing after school...again

Went Fishing off the Santa Barbara Pier again today after school. Caught quite a few...

Some type of Smelt

Another fool baby rockfish snagging my bait at the bottom

Taco Fare

The Mackerel is buried in this:

Spearfishing off the Mesa

I brought my bike to school, aint she purty? Notice the new panel on the back. 






This is a shiner perch I speared during my lunch break.






The Silvio and myself. Even though conditions where crap we still had a good time.