We don’t know too much about spear-hunting for fish, mainly due to the inventions of, err… Tesco and Sainsbury’s. But we’ve always imagined it to be a fairly meditative experience.
When we think of spear fishermen, we imagine a couple of dudes on the banks of a river sourcing out salmon in the clear water beneath, with eagles flying overhead, a campfire warming the fresh air behind and a guy with a banjo playing some comfortable if repetitive music which wouldn’t be out of place in an elevator.
In reality, it turns out spear fishing is less like a weekend retreat and a lot more like a first-person RPG. It’s really just diving but with a spear gun and a bit more malice, and there are sharks – sharks that try and eat you and shit.
