His largest shark to date, a bull shark, tipped the scales to more than 300 pounds. That particular fish was caught from the same waters where we dropped anchor three weeks ago. Hopefully we'll be able to latch on to one. But even then we both knew there would be no guarantees. You're basically at the mercy of the elements and every bite is like a roll of the dice.
Lines can break, knots can give and hooks can bend.
Then there's the distinct possibility of losing a fish with no viable excuse other than just getting whipped in the fight. That was our basic plan of attack back in mid-May. The waiting game had begun. But it was a short-lived event. Something grabbed hold of one of the lighter weight drift lines and the rod bent nearly double in its holder.