Yep- Clay's the Shark Master 2007! Reminds me of that song- "go on take the money and run". I guess my trash talking didn't throw him off his game. Good job Clay! Also, thanks for this effort and the shark nuggets and blackened snapper were off the hook (pun intended).
Quick joke here- me and Last Chance went to McRae at 3pm Saturday to bring Clay some diapers (seriously- that's not the joke part). We see Clay's boat and he's in a chair on the beach pretty much passed out with a towel over his face. So I get my 6/O out and set the clicker on, and go up to him and Yank! He jumped up like you wouldn't believe! Reflexes like a cat! He must have been having shark fantasies.
Friday- leave about 3, go to t-pier and get LW's for chum. From Shoreline we go to FT Pickens pier. Last Chance whips up on the mullet and we're off to the Mass. Wind and waves aren't too favorable so we stay there a couple hours with no bite at all.
Head back to Pickens pier and anchor up. Catching some small sharks but no big ones. 6/O clicker goes off and he's on. Fight for less than 1 minute and my knot pulls. I'm using braid and didn't tie it right. Lance Chance ties the next leader on. No love and we leave about 4am for home.
Saturday- straight to Shoreline and on the water by 3pm. Head to pass and drop Clay off some diapers. Out to Russian Freighter. Catch plenty of short snappers and watch them float off as they die. Would you believe no sharks or cudas?!!!!!! So we head back to Pickens about 10pm.
Anchor up and start chumming and fishing. Just small ones.
Midnight- the clickers running hard, I grab the rod and switch gears into fighting mode. LC pulls anchor and I fight shark for 15-20 minutes. Get him to the boat and we knew we had a contender. BTW LC guessed the length pretty much exactly.
Tail rope him and drag him to McRae for measurement. Woke up Clay in his tent- sorry Clay but thought we may have had a winner. Clay measures him and he fell short a good 4-5 inches, so no love.
Here's me taking the bull by the horns.
Tried riviving her- but she was too whipped.
So we gutted her and I would carve up in morning. BTW- in the stomach was a slot redfish and bluefish bones.
Sunday- slept til 11am, woke up, cleaned the meat and took the jaws out. Back to sleep at 2 and woke up again at 4:30.
What a great time I had. A full weekend of Shark fishing. Total 7-8 juvenile sharks released. One big one for meat.
Thanks to everyone who attended and helped. We spent most of the time fishing and not much socializing, so we'll have to meet sometime later.