Well today was the last day of snapper season. My last three trips have ended up with something breaking on my Hobie that made me paddle the two miles back to shore.
I limited out today, one twenty three inches and the other twenty one, not even worth taking a picture. The two weighed combined about what my average fish this year weighed.
Highlight of trip was hooking into something BIG. I fish with a Penn 4/0 loaded with fifty pound mono and I keep my drag locked down tight which is about twenty five pounds of drag. This fish ate a cig on the bottom and proceeded to rip line off that reel like I had hooked a submarine. I attempted to turn the yak to get my bow behind him but he was pulling me so fast and hard sideways that it wasnt turning. Water was coming up over the side of the yak as Im being pulled like never before. Think of the scene in Jaws when the boat is being pulled backwards. This is what was happening to me but Im sideways and I really did need a bigger boat. I was starting to get nervous. Ive got the rudder hard over and still Im not turning. Finally after what seems like an eternity and the fish hasnt even thought about slowing down, I go to loosen the drag so that I can at least try and get my bow turned into the fish when suddenly the line breaks nearly sending me over the other side of the boat. The fish came to the surface after being hooked so it was probably a monster cobia instead of a shark or a tuna which typically will stay down deep.