A strained knee is the diagnosis. We help him down and in short order Bob is resting and directing traffic in the cockpit. Gatewood and Cagle ascend to the tower. The left rigger pops and Eddie grabs the screaming reel. Another large dolphin.
Closer inspection reveals a size similar to yesterday's fish.
With two in the tower, Bob incapacitated and Eddie on the rod, I need to leader and gaff the fish. No one sounds more authoritative from the tower than Cagle. The bull dolphin detects the large predator as well and tries to run, cinching the leader into a knot around my fingers from which I cannot extricate myself. The gongs start going off on the survival meter. Their screaming only serves to make me struggle more violently against the leader.