I finally get a Sunday off and one of my best friends, Tommy Beasley wants to go fishing for Dolphin. I couldn’t say no, so off we go towards Diamond Shoals tower area but the swell was a little big, so I turned more to the north. We ended up somewhere below the point and set out. It wasn’t long before I had two Dolphin hit and miss two rigs. I reset and kept trolling. After 30 or so minutes, two reels start peeling line. After 15 minutes, I had to put my pole in the rod holder and drive the boat, watching Tommy fight his fish. Finally my fish got off, but Tommy was still pulling. Well 2 1/2 hours go by and Tommy is wore out, so I take over. After another 2 1/2 hours, we finally put a gaff in the beast and the fight started again. It beat the side of the boat, trashing about like a mad fish. Finally it ran out of gas and it was all we could do to get it on the boat. Once we got it to the scales, it weighed 154 pounds. It was a lot of work, but a great memory.