I’ve been taking Boy Wonder (my son) fishing just about every night. It’s a quick walk down to the Manatee river (it’s basically Tampa bay because it’s so close), it helps him unwind before bedtime.

So the past week we’ve been catching nothing but Sail Cats and grunts.

Last night we were almost out of shrimp. I kept one of the Grunts we caught, chopped him up, threw the tail end on the hook, then casted it as far as possible (I have an immaculate cast). Then I handed my son the rod (I enjoy watching him catch fish more than catching them myself, it’s a dad thing.. My father was the same way).

About 20 minutes go bye, nothing but a couple of nibbles. My son starts to get restless like most 7 year olds would. BAM, the drag on the rod takes off spinning (I love that sound).

At first I think we have just another Sail cat, but then I look at how far the rod is bent over, and I look at the face expression on my son’s face (and his face is saying “holy shit, this is a big flipping fish).

My son is fighting this fish for at least 30 minutes. I finally take the rod from him, the little guy was totally spent.

So I start reeling the fish in. I finally see the dorsal fin reflect off the moon’s light, it’s a Bonnet Head.

The shark was a little over 4 feet I’d say. Although my son didn’t land him, I was still quite proud that he fought that fish for that long.

I enjoy eating Bonnet head, but I let him go… Wasn’t in the mood to clean him and make a mess at such a late hour.

For those of you who don’t know, a Bonnet head is related to the hammer head. Bonnets don’t get nearly as big though.