Fancy footwork follows when you have a triple hookup, but our dance was more stumble-and-fumble around the anchor rope. Nevertheless, we gradually gained control, and soon three handsome leopard sharks were thrashing on top. They all were prime specimens over 50 inches, and one by one we carefully released them, not yet realizing this was only a warm-up. The breakfast bell was ringing, and with diners lining up below, the action came fast. When the tide finally fizzled out, we had released 25 hard-fighting leopards. Everybody was complaining about sore arms, so the break was appreciated, but that’s to be expected when you go sharking in Frisco Bay.