It was a little nasty this morning so I elected not to go way out. We stayed within 17 miles and although we never hit the mother load, we ended with a nice mess of fish. We had to move a lot today and the water offshore was real dirty. 17 miles out looked like the St. Johns River. It was crazy. By the time the sea layed down, it was too late to run on out any further. At about 2:00, we had 4 snapper in the boat up to 10lbs (several undersized snapper releadd), a few beeliners and seabass, a triggerfish, a nice gag grouper, and all of a sudden I hear drag going off on a bottom reel. Richard is fighting who knows what and I'm not sure immediately who's winning. This went on for a while. The water was dirty so you could only see about 5-10 feet down so we weren't gonna know until he got real close what it was so I had the net hoping whatever it was, was gonna fit. Finally we saw red, he barely fit in the net and ended up breaking my already decrepit net. Turns out to be a 23lb Mule Red Snapper. What a fish! Congrats Richard on your trophy and thanks to John and Scott as well for a great trip as well.