No fish until Wednesday night. And they were all caught on the mullet from early Monday. The eyes on the mullet were already turning white. We had to cut them in half too as they were not very big.
At some point in the night, I broke off my rig while casting when a loop caught on the reel somehow and it snapped off. Lazy as I was, I decided that I would grip it and rip it without re spooling.
The tide had just turned and was beginning to rise. I could still wade out twenty yards to cast. I sat the rod in the spike and gave the reel a few turns. I figured O had enough line on the reel that I could stop most of the drum before the spool emptied. I had a 50/50 chance the fish would hit that rod anyhow.
About ten minutes after setting that rod, the clicker starts rumbling and the glow stick shoots out of the reel. I take off after it knowing I have to get to that reel before the line is gone.
I got there in good time to see the line peeling off and in about fifteen more seconds I'd be spooled. I thought this was a bigger fish as it ran strong. I moved into he water knee deep to try and slow the fish, or at least keep enough line on
the reel so that he would stall and turn. After about five seconds though, the fish continued.Steve walked up to me and I showed him the reel and moved towards the chest high shore break again. At this point I was about to write him off. However he stopped again and turned. I backed up trying to get the fish back into me enough to get some line back on the reel. It was a struggle but I managed to gain. After another five minutes the fish was working below the drop off formed by the shore break. It only took another minute or two for that big boy to come on in.
After delirium from fishing all night set in, we had to have some SENCFishing fun.
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