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the line for Goliath Grouper. It got picked up a couple of times and we were left wondering if it would pan out for a Goliath. In the meantime, the line out for a shark started to peel off and I jumped at the chance to reel it in. Capt Randy helped get it set in my belt and then I fought for about 20 minutes against a 5-6 foot black tip shark. It was incredible to see the size of that predator come up out of the water. It was way too big to bring up on the boat so he released it while it was still in the water. After all that excitement, the tide had changed a bit and it was quiet and calm. We idled the time talking amongst ourselves and catching some mackerel and blue runners. All of the sudden, we hear Capt Randy holler here we go! It was Michael's turn! He put on the belt and began to pull what appeared to be a small vehicle off the bottom of the gulf based on the bend in the rod. It was literally a two man job getting that fish reeled up out of the depths. It was awe inspiring to see something this big come out of the water; especially when you realize fish this size are schooling down below!Is it my turn yet?Again, we had a lull in action and caught a few more mackerel. I wanted a chance to try my luck at a Goliath. Capt Randy baited the fist sized hook up with the mackerel and down the weight plunged. Not long after, the rod was bouncing again and Capt Randy told me to get ready! Luckily for me, the fish was 1/3 of the size of the one Michael caught or I never would have been able to reel it in! The morning went by too quickly and our time was up. Michael and I both agreed reeling in one Goliath grouper apiece was more than enough for us to handle. It certainly made the trip well worth it! I have to admit there was nothing better than going out with a professional charter captain to fish. I am hooked and will be going out again the next time we are in Marco!We came to love Marco Island even moreThe rest of our weekend was spent trying out some new spots in our own boat in the 10,000 Islands and Caxambas Pass. We saw many pompano, tarpon, redfish, jack crevalle, bluefish, trout, and a fair share of ladyfish. It was an excellent trip and we came to love Marco Island even more. P.S. Joey's Pizza serves the best Eggplant Salad!"Jessica Carter

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