While preparing for the trip, the destination of which had been decided only two days before departure, I was afraid of an incoming bad storm from west, since the sea had been flat for almost ten days straight, and this is a very rare event here in Corse. The flat calm sea lasted for the whole time of our stay there. The water temperature was about 25° C, which is warmer than is expected during this time of the year. The thermocline was located between 30 and 40 meters.
During the first days we found an almost lifeless sea. No fish, no catch. Just a few mullets, some seabreams, small and plenty nervous, an average of a single nice fish met per day, after seven hours of swimming and several spots visited.
Then we eventually found them in the last two days. After wandering all over the area, covering miles and miles, we tried diving in a low profile spot, a small bay with a flat and shallow bottom that we would have missed had we found fish anywhere else.
And then something happened. Our best catch was the fish in the picture on top of this page. Then a nice seabass, another Lichia Amia, a nice Gilthead, and a few more fish I could not catch. All in this very uncospicuous spot. Most likely, all these fish were there because a large school of some thousand very small barracuda of about 20 cm were swimming there, filling the bay with their presence. Two out of the three predators I manage to catch had some of them in their stomach.
Even if catching nice fish is becoming more and more difficult, Corse is still my favourite place on earth. The transfer from Bastia to our final destination, thanks to an error of my car navigator, that seemed to want me to dig a tunnel through a granite mountain, by asking me to turn left where there was no road, lead us to a long trip through the mountains, where we met a fox, a couple of wild boars and more wild animals, in a wonderful landscape of century old trees and canyons.
My friend and cameraman Gianpiero and I were very happy to have an occasion to visit the wonderful marine park of Scandola, leaving of course our spearguns home, and we enjoyed a breath taking day of freediving inside an incredibly rich and various sea life...
But this is another story, and it will be the content of one of my next posts.