At low tide, calf high water for 600 yards, sand bottom interspersed with coral heads and monsters...
I hooked into a bone that snapped 13 pound tippet.
After regrouping, I then hooked into another that ran the leader into a coral head and snapped off...
These guys are smart and strong.
At least the fight was epic!
I had a dry spell for several minutes before I saw the last pack of the day - three huge bones about the size of my lower leg. Talk about smart - I know they were looking at me and they stayed just upwind of me (and I did cast, but in vain).
I am going to like this place...
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