So today was my 28th birthday and I wanted to spend it sharkin. My girlfriend and buddy were down for it even if it meant we had to brave a few drizzles. We got to the beach with perfect conditions around 5:20 and I have my first hook up around 25 minutes later, a respectable bat that I totally farmed with a giant crowd around me. I was very embarrassed
. After about 2 more hours and several missed seven bites my buddy finally hooks up on a respectable 52" male leo.
Again we miss several more sevengilly type bites. Then we recast and the second my friends bait hits the water he's on, and brings in a 72" Gill.
I see my rod bounce and put my girlfriend on drag duty while we get his fish in. After we snap a few pics I go to check my setup and...nothing at all, hook line and sinker gone. Re-rig and by this point it was getting about the time for us to leave, as we were packing up I get another screamer, set the hook, Sevengill rolls and shakes. I tried to baby the drag and one tailslap and!!! POP!!! Dammit my last chance for the night
. Oh well, time I change out my line I suppose. At least I got to see some grinners for my birthday!
Pics tomorrow!