No Motor Zone
Florida Sportsman Member: Tuffstang After my second drop the drag clicker on my live bait started screaming. Dropped lever into strike and started cranking. It was just a dead weight no pull or flutter on the line. We went from depths of 200 feet to 400 feet in minutes when the sail leaped out and danced across the water. A couple more leaps and literally jumping over Devodud’s bow, the sail tired out.
We never imagined that the already epic dolphin trip would get any better (or worse depending on how you look at it). We certainly didn’t imagine a sizable hammerhead shark would be closely following us back for the majority of the paddle.