I hit the beach last Friday afternoon with high hopes, fully expecting easy limits of redfish with a few big smacks thrown in for good measure. Maybe some pompano. As usual, reality smacked me upside the head and I went home Monday morning with one redfish and a renewed sense of humility. Still, it was a wonderful weekend on PINS with some unforgetable moments.I’m a sucker for these surise pics:
 

I’ve made maybe 20 surf fishing trips over two years and this is the first jack crevalle I’ve landed:
My only redfish of the trip and the guest of honor at tonight’s supper:
First time I’ve caught one of these. Help me out here, is this a blue runner?
Another jack:

No pics of the numerous, and I mean numerous, big skippies I caught.

I really didn’t intend this to be a shark fishing trip but things were slow Sunday afternoon and I sent the head of one of those big skippies out 200 yards with a 20/0 circle hook through the eyes. Might catch a big pompano, right? Ya just never know. It wasn’t long before my 9/0 was singing a blistering tune. I strapped on the fighting belt, pulled the rod out of the holder, and tightened up the drag. The run slowed a bit and then I saw the shark jump way out there. I started pumping the rod and gained a bit of line, then saw a second spectacular jump. Fun stuff! Then the line went slack. I reeled in to find that my weed-eater line had either snapped or been bitten through. Ahhh, it was fun while it lasted.

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