The stupid thing about me getting into the water wasn't the goliath.
The possibility of a very large bulk shark coming in because of the struggling fish was nearly certain.
I can't tell you how many times the man in the brown suit has taken grouper from us. They've even tried to take them while unhooking with the tail still in the water.
It's scary as fuck.
It never occurred to me how dangerous it was that day until I climbed back into the boat.
I've been a lot more cautious since then.
Then there was this trip tarpon fishing in Boca Grande back in April 2020.
Jim had hooked his third fish of the day and that's when we encountered the trio.
One was >10', and the other two were 8-9'.
The big one had grabbed at this guy but didn't get a good hold on him.
Notice the immediate bruising.
Got him landed without any other issues, so the immediate need was pics and release.
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I took three more pics after this one and stood up to go around the console to help Jim unhook the fish.
I was putting my phone in my pocket and had reached for the grab rail as I passed by the controls.
That big motherfucker rammed the boat in his attempt to grab the tarpon again. If I hadn't been reaching for the rail, I would have been knocked into the water on the starboard side. Jim let go of the fish and popped up quicker than I've ever seen a human move.
Big boy missed again and the tarpon went out past the bow of the boat only to meet up with the smaller pair. 10 seconds later, they corralled the tarpon between the motor and the stern.
That was the end of it. Nothing but blood and fish parts.
It took quite a while for our heart rates to settle back down.
Some of the other boats around us stopped by to see if everything was okay because they had seen what the bull sharks did.
All I can say is,
Thank God for grab rails...