During the mullet run, slob snook are common Imagine with me for a moment; you have departed from any of Florida’s many inlets from Port Canaveral to Miami. You head either north or south. It really doesn’t matter. As you cruise the beach scanning for signs of life, you spot pelicans skyrocketing into what looks like a black cloud nearly a half mile long. As you close the gap between you and the cruising formation, the scene becomes more recognizable with countless mullet coming into focus. The predators taking full advantage of the abundant forage make themselves apparent as a trio of hungry tarpon simultaneously blast skyward, scattering the hapless baits in silvery waves. A shark fin suddenly pops up in the school, slicing a clean swath right through the center of the blackness.