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I was out chunkin squid at the mouth of the Saugus River in Lynn, MA this past Sunday. I had been there less than a hour, and the tide had just started to ebb. All of I sudden I hear a thump. I look over and see my 8 foot rod with a spinning outfit doing a balancing act over the pier guard, reel screaming like a victimized woman who took a wrong turn off Blue Hill Ave. I grab the rod, and begin fighting the fish. After a few minutes fighting, I finally get the fish in close. By this time, several other fishermen gather around and one of them shines a flashlight into depths. A four foot sand shark sweeps into view. Spooked by the lights, it immediately dives yanking another 7 or 8 yards of line from the reel. Finally, it tires and I reel it back in. Then as I proceed to lower the bridge net, when the shark is as tired as a 60 yr old hooker, the snap swivel gives. DAMN. Now I'm not saying I would have killed the shark (its illegal), but I would have loved to get a picture. It was the first shark I ever hooked, would have been the first shark I ever caught.
I can relate bro....
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