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30 May 2007, 12:20 am / Full of life
Ok, so my report is a little late from last week, I do apologize Stephanie and I arrived at the North pier around 5pm, we started fishing for what would be shark bait. I drifted away to go fishing for pompano and got one hook up with a nice pomp but not long after he got away. Jason and Shawn soon arrived; the sun was starting to descend. The ladyfish bite really turned on and between Jason and I, we probably caught 60 plus ladyfish. So we get the largest shrimp we can find and we are waiting for complete darkness to site cast to the silver king. Pucky arrives at around 8:00 and ready to fish. Jason sends out a lady on the 12/0, we had no larger baits so we had to do what we had to do. Pucky balloons his bait and so do I. The 12/0 starts to rip, Jason then runs to the rod and waits; there was an eerie silence that filled the air. All of a sudden the rod starts to rip again and Jason sets the hook to what seem like a beast. Well he was a beast but a 3 foot beast (No hard feeling sleepy) I had my heart set on landing a tarpon that evening. So I get the Penn Senator Rod ready, 100lb fluorocarbon leader on my Penn Senator Reel and set out on a mission. I reach in the bait bucket to get the largest shrimp I can find. I get to my tarpon wonderland and all I could see were hungry feeding tarpon. I fling the shrimp 10 yards in front of the first one I see sitting perpendicular to the bridge and as the shrimp passes BAM! He nails it fish on, one jump and he spits the hook. The adrenaline is flowing like you wouldn't believe, I run and get the next largest shrimp and send him on his way, the tarpon inhales him but I prematurely set the hook and he got the shrimp. Third one is always a charm, I see the largest tarpon of the night and didn't think I would hook up as I told Pucky "watch me hook this one" I get the thump and yell "Fish on" the battle rages on, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, under the bridge jumps and more jumps, 20 minutes pass, as I think the fish is subdued he makes one more run to the pylon, I lock it down and pull him out. I then drag him to the rocks were I got photos and properly dehooked and revived the fish. He swam off into the dark cloudy water. Jason and Shawn finally call it a night and me and pucky were grouper hungry. So we load up and go down the way to catch some pin fish for the infamous grouper, we catch a couple dozen and head to the south pier to one of our honey holes. Marker number ###3, you thought I was going to tell you huh? Well we fish at this marker for about 20 minutes and Pucky gets rocked. I get a hit and then I am rocked. I let out a little line and the grouper is free, I start reeling like a mad man, probably looked pretty amateurish from a distance but I had to do what I had to do to get him out of the rocks. Apparently the grouper was attached to someone's power pro that they had cut because they were to week to break it. I finally can see my grouper surface at about 20 yards. Every time I would pull the fish would come out of the water. So I gave it a few good yanks and the braid cut through my monofilament line. That was pretty much the trip in a nutshell.
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