Steve and I arrived to the beach and had to find a stretch that didn't have any people. I cast out and immediately, the idiot beacon went beckoning! A guy and his kid made their way down the beach and he went to handline in my cast! WTF!?!? He yelled, "This is a swimming beach, not a fishing beach!". This is the second kook on different beaches that has said something as stupid as that to me this year alone. The last one was a surfer saying "This is a surfer's beach, not a fishing beach... go fish over there!". Friggand morons. I had to compose myself as I easily could have let my emotions get the best of me, but calmed down and waited for all of the fruits to clear the beach.
The hot bait was the bonito and definitely did better than the mack.
It took a while, but after a few short bites, I got a healthy leopard to stick! Didn't measure her, but in the 5 foot range.
I got a small leo...
While Steve pulled in a nice medium sized model.
Then it happens again. Huge hit! I had the drag set perfectly... new 80# Big Game shock leader... everything was spot on. Definitely a soupfin at the end of the line and I took my time. 10 minutes into the fight and I feel a roll and then nothing...
This is really starting to bother me that I am losing so many quality fish and surf rigs. It's not because of knot failure, but having my shock leader get cut through. All I can say is that I hope this streak ends really soon as it is wearing on me pretty good....
Oh well, no use complaining about it anymore, but to get out there and try again.
In either case it was a fun evening hanging with Squatch and putting down a few margaritas. Until next week Steve! I might have to tie up the 100# just to make sure! LOL
