1.ZGO-31km (3rd pump to the left)

July 24, day one.

The phone rang out of the blue.,,Do you have fresh fish?".This is a bust, I thought, but held back and replied,,No, but I think there will be today".And that's how it went, it was Aristokrat (Vugar in real life) calling, suggesting we go hunting.We ended up heading out as three, Suliko (aka Suleyman) joined us.We went to our old spot.The wind that day was NW 6 m/s. Sunny.Visibility 1.5, in places up to 3 m.Guns (a crossbow, two pneumatics).According to our scouting there was supposed to be fish.With the cry ,,I love you, Fish" just like in Hemingway, the guys rushed into ,,battle".Having split the water into sectors for safety's sake, we started hunting.There was lots of fish, and we had to pick out the bigger specimens among them.How beautiful the underwater world is!Schools of fry darting between the underwater plants, sprats packed like in a tin can.Schools of mullet ,,grazing" on their underwater pastures.How hard it was to leave this amazing and mysterious world of the underwater kingdom and return to this hectic world with its problems.Everyone was happy that day.On average that day the sea ,,gifted" us 30 medium mullet, 500-800 grams each.Good hunting to all of you, gentlemen Spearfishers!!!