Florida Swordfishing Charters and Rigging

Posted on August 24th, 2013 by Mike

I was laying down on the bow of his boat gazing at the stars which were brilliant on this moonless night. All of the rods were set out, staggered by depths and distance away from the boat. As we all were enjoying ourselves on this night away from the anxieties of life, we listened to the clickers make there familiar tunes as the waves picked us up and put us back down. I prefer to keep to keep the drags loose, clickers on and then tighten up after the strike. All of the rods sounded alike going click,— click,— click… I got up from the bow and said,