On our road trip to nationals we decided to make a quick diving stop in Louisiana. After an incredibly lame stop in New Orleans we arrived at Ronnie Collins houseboat in Port Fourchon late at night and quickly got rigged for the next day. The next morning hopes were high for Sam to get some records. Lots of red snapper and cobia were around. We had a good idea of what fish we were looking for and headed offshore. First spot we chummed up clouds of big reds but Sam couldn't quite close the deal with the pole spear. I was filming hoping to catch her record fish on camera.
We left there and headed to another rig. Not much was going on there but a fisherman called us over to show us a few cobia hanging out under a floating bucket. Me and Sam jumped in again me with the camera and my bleu Tec 100 cm simple. The cobia swam right up to her but she had a problem with the gun and it wouldn't fire. It came back for another pass but she missed. Sam had just started using a larger gun so it was pretty comical watching her struggle to load a 100cm gun. Despite having super long 14m mm bands and a load assist, she was struggling. The third pass the cobia made Sam delivered a perfect mod body shot to the spine and the fish all but died on impact.
We hit a few more rigs throughout the day picking away at American reds, cobia, and mangrove snappers. Sam shot a nice red at 55 feet while I was filming. She let the line freespool while I filmed and the snapper wrapped her up at 100 feet. After a few sketchy dives below the clear water layer I retrieved it. Later, Sam and I were swimming side by side when a 40 lb cobia swam right up to us. Sam shot it through the center and it swam right for the rig. It was on the line for about 5 seconds before it popped the line on the structure.
Somewhere around noon, Sam was again struggling to reload and a band popped off the gun taking three of her fingers with it. One of them swelled up and turned purple. Her day was over. Later, after an X-Ray, we discovered she broke one of her knuckles. Her first spearfishing injury with me but probably not her last.
On the way home we hopped in behind a shrimp boat. It was something I had always wanted to do but when the time came it was way sketchier than I expected. Sharks, jacks, and bonita all in super murky water. No tuna or cobia on this one. Louisiana was a great stop on our way to California. Can't thank Ronnie enough for the boat ride and a cool spot to spend the night.