Wading the reef at Christmas Island back in 1994. We were on a bonefish trip but I packed some old spin gear since I heard the locals throw big plugs for Giant Trevally when the sun goes down. I guess I should have checked my gear before I left - I always do now
Second cast the surface exploded and I'm hooked up solid. Line started peeling out towards Japan at an alrming rate and then everything jammed up solid. The line snapped like a rifle shot and next thing I got dumped on the reef by a big wave. Got back to the beach grazed, bruised and a little bit wiser.
Couple of large gin & tonics and all was well with the world.
