By Cash W. Lambert, OutdoorChannel.com
A mile and a half off the coastof Ft. Lauderdale, Fla., the only noise the crew of the Lady Pamela IV heard onthe breezy afternoon was the slowtroll of the engine and the sea slapping the side of the boat.
There was a sense that somethingwas about to happen.
Suddenly, a line danced andtightened.
“Go, go go!” yelled J.J. Logan,handling the rods on the first deck, to Darin Tonks, who was in control of the46-foot charter. Tonks gunned the throttle forward, pulling the lines tight.The reeling began, and soon a fin sliced through the water.
It wasn’t Jaws. Nor was it agreat white – but the 4-foot silky shark on the line still provided...