Three years ago , I drove from my home in northern Georgia , to Carrabelle Florida , halfway out on the Fla. panhandle . I met up with my brother-in-law , who has an old beat up fish camp , on St Georges sound . Before I unloaded the truck , I quick like , dug out my surf rod , and put a small pinfish out to catch some shark bait . Having walked back to shore , from the end of his 65 ft. dock , I went back to unloading my truck . It didn't take a half hour , and I had a nice Hardhead cat , that went on my shark rod . Having put the bait out , I went about rigging a long extension cord, that was to give us light on the dock . I was standing on the beach , untangling last years mess , when my rod folded over , and the line peeled out . By the time I harnessed up and got my rod a hundred yds. of line had left my reel . The fish had fouled my line on something , or so I thought , as all movement and activity had stopped . I pulled , till I thought my 80 lb line was about to break . Still nothing . I was standing there for 2 or 3 minutes , with the rod loaded up , when I finally felt a kick , and another 25 yds. of line went out . At least now I knew that the fish was still there . No more movement , for another 5 minutes , then a little movement , and I was able to get a little line back on the reel . It went like this for an additional half hour . Surely this must be a big ray .I made the hookup at 8:10 pm .and it was now starting to get dark . Another 10 minutes and the fish was about 25 yds from the end of the dock . Time for me to back towards the beach , and get the fish away from the dock . Complete darkness , now , and all we were able to come up with was 2 flashlights with weak batteries .
Denny walked into the water , as I worked the fish to the beach . To our surprise , it was a 7 ft. Bull , hooked at the base of its tail .
Denny managed to beach it , at 9:00 PM. Not the biggest fish , in my life , but one of the hardest fights 50 minutes of tug of war .