It was an epic fight. She grabbed my Carolina rigged mackerel and headed straight for the bottom. Couldn't get her head turned until I got right over top of her. For a while I thought she had swum into cave and I had lost her. Because of the sensitivity of my spectra, I could tell she was still there. I finally got her head turned and it was over. She seemed to give up at that point because all the fight was gone. No gaff needed. She knew was beaten.
I won't give you the exact numbers but I was 61 ft of water about 1.63 miles from the DP harbor entrance. Water temp was 60.7.
They're out there. Go getem boys!
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