Imagine, your first time in the salt, and the first fish you encounter gobbles up your live 10 inch lookdown like a mere gumdrop, then makes a screaming run that burns the skin off your thumb. As you try to maintain control of the Penn International 12 that you have been livelining with the spool in freespool, your captain lends a hand and kindly slides the lever drag up into the strike position and a 60 pound slob of a rooster comes flying out of the water 30 feet from the stern of the boat and the 40 minute battle has begun. Ok, you've managed to get one of these pigs on your line, are you sure you really wanted to? 45 minutes into this one, this woman wore out and passed the Penn International 975 to her husband for another 15 minutes of deep bulldogging fight before we hauled the giant into the boat. Well, i s'pose that when you're catching 20+ roosters in a single day, you're bound to find a few dinks along the way...it was a tough decision not bridling this chicken for bait and seeing what really lives down there, but we figured we'd let it live to mature a little so we could catch him again. Guys, don't mess around...get down to Quepos and check out the drag screaming inshore action!!! ...more topics to follow, if anybody cares.