Sorry no pictures, trying to fish took too much of my attention. The simplest way to put it is to say that the current was "ripping". Most of the trip I was using between 4 and 8 pounds of lead. The first drop of the trip I had a very nice fish (grouper I think) close enough that I could just see it when my line started being pulled to my left by someone 3 - 4 people away from me. Before I could say anything they continued to reel and their braid cut through my top-shot. So I watched as my rig, fish and 5 lbs of lead took off for the bottom. I guess I should have taken that as an omen because that's about the way the rest of my trip went. I lost between 35 - 40 pounds of lead, either getting hung in the bottom or being cut off in a tangle. During the night someone used my Instant Power/Jumper unit as a battery charger and drained it completely to the point where it will no longer take a charge. The straw that broke the camels back, I lost about 3/4 of the line on my reel when in a tangle someone either intentionally or accidentally cut my main line. For my efforts, I ended up with 4 nice mutton snapper, 2 ham-bones (black fin snapper), 1 yellow eye snapper, 1 decent yellow edge grouper, 1 gray tile and a red grouper someone gave me.
There were a few people who did fairly well on the trip. As usual it depended on the time they spent at the rail and to some extent where they were fishing when we were deep dropping. The way the boat was laying, there were a few positions on the stern that were less inclined to get caught up in some of the tangles. The pool winner was an African pompano that beat out a large black fin tuna.
As usual Chad served up some of the best meals available on a head boat. The mates did a great job of keeping up with the endless job of undoing tangles made of multiple braided lines, helping people re-rig and gaffing fish. Greg put us on the fish and Brizo provided encouragement from time to time.