Sure you weren't fishing for bait?

Thank you very much for the pics.  It brought back many good memories as my friends and I use to surf fish building a fire and drinking beer all night years back.

We learned real fast to not tie that knot on the Penn reels as you only have so much line to turn the big ones.  One really alcohol heavy night, I laid into a big one.  I lost all sense of time or surroundings as it was hit the switch, let it drag, and pull then release only to do it all again.  Finally the beast turned and slowly but surely I started gaining line on my reel again. I was about totally exhausted as he popped surface just a few feet from me.

It was then I noticed a good 5-6 feet between dorsal to tail fin and despite being only in moonlight that distinct camo pattern on it.  It was then that I noticed I was chest deep in the Texas surf.  The only thought in my mind was "Who caught who and feet don't fail me now!"

Great fun, you're having.  Thanks for memories.

Tj