Yesterday I went diving a few miles off South Beach with some friends with the intent to get dinner - I was not expecting any sort of decent visibility from previous trips or any decent size fish for that matter. But as luck would have it, we had both.
We dove a wreck and a cemetery, but it was not until the last location that we would find our last keeper and an hour and a half ordeal to get the grouper out of the hole he was in. While I was not hitting anything, Manuel clearly had it aim on - but to get the fish out or part of it was a complete team effort. The fish was wedged in a hole about 45FT deep and in the end we basically had to fillet the fish underwater to get it out - but it was worth it.
Oddly enough, no sharks came by, not even a nurse...how disappointing.
Regardless it was a fun and exhausting day - and the snappers last night that we prepared on the BBQ were well worth the workout...