So there we were, frantically clearing the deck and working the engine to manuever the fish. Though I don't often kill sharks, this mako was special, and we decided to take it. Within 10 minutes I had it boatside, but the flying gaff bounced off when we took a stab and it dove again. Swing and a miss. For the next half-hour I worked the shark back to the surface and just as we got it boatside again, within two feet of the gaff, it shot backwards, shook its head and bit through the leader. Twenty minutes after that photo was taken, my smile turned to a frown.