There was little doubt in my mind that monster-size fish were cruising the shore.
After all I had been watching adult bonito go airborne, as they tried to escape the jaws of big Roosterfish.
A few casts later and I see a giant swirl behind my swimming plug.
I figured the swirl was produced by a big Rooster, or maybe one of the elusive giant Snook I keep hearing about.
I reel the plug back to my rod tip and fire another cast into the same spot.
I watch my plug slither through the crystal clear water, and at this point I have all the confidence in the world that it could be inhaled at any moment.
I saw the fish an instant before the monster engulfed my plug. Then the plug suddenly disappeared and my rod doubled over.
Click play below to check it out but be warned...
The last part of this video is not recommended for folks with weak stomachs.
The full realization of what had just happened did not really sink in until after the hook was removed from my hand.
Did this really just happen!?
Then Lauren showed me her photos, which confirmed that I was not dreaming.
That was my second surf caught Roosterfish this trip.
It was a gorgeous fish in the 40 pound range, but I know there are some even bigger monsters patrolling this coast.
I am going to fish hard this weekend and try to catch a 100 pound Roosterfish and/or a 50 pound Snook from the beach.
I will keep you posted.
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I’m fortunate to have grown up on the beach, and I’ve been fishing since kindergarten. I have great family, friends and fishing experiences to be thankful for. Just being out there is enough-catching fish is just a bonus!