Motoring down from our base in the Keys to the famous seven mile bridge, around eight miles away in the pitch black at 3am is a little on the scary side, you have to have 100% faith in your navigation equipment and lots of coffee!!!!
Our first morning we had four hook ups, three jumped off after a short while the fourth we fought through the bridges only to have a huge Bull Shark take advantage of an early breakfast……Due to the wind we carried on fishing around the bridges and had some great fun with Red Grouper, and kept one for supper, seriously tasty!
Due to the wind this morning we found ourselves tucked behind a bank on a new mark well away from the bridges, and Steve was hooked up shortly after we arrived, and played the fish for a long time before the hook pulled, I was more disappointed than he was, as light approached it was Neils turn and after a steady fight through the bridges he was pleased to have a Tarpon of around the 100lb mark, again this fish was followed by a large Bull.
The sun up, pictures done, we headed north and found Cobia, large Mackerel and small sharks before the wind finally beat us, a great couple of days…..