There is a thread about an earthquake and tsunami warning located off the California Coast not far from where I used to spend time in the ocean collecting abalone and spearing cabezon. The location that I am showing you is Pigeon Point Lighthouse. 
There was an abalone farm located on the grounds of the station and the trimmings from processing the abalone were flushed into the ocean. Abalone are a favorite prey for cabezon. Cabezon are a favorite prey of mine.
The next picture shows the cove and there is a small island at the right. That island is the subject of this thread.
The island is on the right here too.
It is more of an outcropping than an island. It might be 25’ wide at the top.
So one sunny Sunday afternoon myself and the Hoffman brothers, Mike and Ed, were free diving when a freak wave came through. It tossed me around like I was in a clothes washer. I was stripped of fins, mask and snorkel, knife and Hawaiian sling. My float made it to shore. Mike Hoffman was on the shore. Ed Hoffman was on top of the island. It took a while to coax him down. For a while there I thought we might need to call someone.
The area around the lighthouse is now a nature preserve so no diving or shore fishing is allowed. It was fifty years ago that I went there a couple times a month. I would fill a mesh bag with a quart of abalone trimmings and tether the bag to my float anchor. I would find a huge fish sitting there with the rope coming out of it's mouth. Sling time.
On the last trip, there was a sign warning of Great White sharks prowling the area. Visibility in that part of the ocean on a good day was ten feet. I quit diving that day.
There was an abalone farm located on the grounds of the station and the trimmings from processing the abalone were flushed into the ocean. Abalone are a favorite prey for cabezon. Cabezon are a favorite prey of mine.
The next picture shows the cove and there is a small island at the right. That island is the subject of this thread.
The island is on the right here too.
It is more of an outcropping than an island. It might be 25’ wide at the top.
So one sunny Sunday afternoon myself and the Hoffman brothers, Mike and Ed, were free diving when a freak wave came through. It tossed me around like I was in a clothes washer. I was stripped of fins, mask and snorkel, knife and Hawaiian sling. My float made it to shore. Mike Hoffman was on the shore. Ed Hoffman was on top of the island. It took a while to coax him down. For a while there I thought we might need to call someone.
The area around the lighthouse is now a nature preserve so no diving or shore fishing is allowed. It was fifty years ago that I went there a couple times a month. I would fill a mesh bag with a quart of abalone trimmings and tether the bag to my float anchor. I would find a huge fish sitting there with the rope coming out of it's mouth. Sling time.
On the last trip, there was a sign warning of Great White sharks prowling the area. Visibility in that part of the ocean on a good day was ten feet. I quit diving that day.
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