We anchored on this second wreck, and in an attempt to change our luck, Laurel used a 25-foot leader with a heavy sinker and a chunk bait. Soon after the bait reached the wreck, he was bit. He wound down to set the hook, and the rod bent over double as Laurel battled to keep the fish from diving into the jagged hulk. Eventually, a bronze apparition appeared in the depths, and soon we welcomed aboard a 20-pound cubera snapper. With that success, and the weather growing worse and our time running short, we decided to pull the anchor around 1 p.m. and head back to the dock.