Randy Bambu en Ciudad Tiburon

The nervous croaker drifted down into the deep water, where the big blacktip sharks like to look for a little snack. It was only a matter of minutes before Jennifer, who was holding the pole, shouted, "I got one! I got one!" Sure enough, the fishing rod was doubled over as Mom sat on the ice-chest and held onto her. Who would win this great battle? Jennifer would reel in a little, and the shark would make a run and take out yards of line. Mom, showed her how to set the drag just right. The drag dial kept the shark from breaking the line by letting line out when it pulled extra hard. But, if the drag was set too loose, the shark would pull out all the line, and then snap it. That's what they called "getting spooled."