Back in high school, I did some scuba diving, and every so often, we'd spot legal-sized abalone clinging to the rocks. I’d use my abalone iron to carefully pry them off and drop them into my game bag. One day, after a good haul, we were swimming back to shore when we spotted a halibut camouflaged under the sand. We could tell it was legal size by the distance between its eyes poking up from the sand—its camouflage was incredible! My friend tried to spear it with his pole spear, but it just bounced off. So, I took aim with my three-band spear gun and landed the shot, bagging a 32-pound halibut.
Now that was a seafood feast I will never forget. My mom pounded and breaded and fried the Abalone and we had oysters and Halibut fillets on the grill.