A few beers later and new leader tied; the sun had set and the green began to shine; and my phone started to vibrate like crazy - Buc Nation just drafted ole Crab Legs. Nick and I make our way to the first light, as we approach we could see about 5 laid up, 2 were monsters. The tide had already turned and it was clear which way these line sliders were facing, so we situated our kayaks so we could present the bait the best. Nick had first cast, and SLAMMMM!!!!! One of those monsters that I mentioned before, "well he took the bait".... I quickly reel up my line and try to get over to Nick with the net, we practice "team" snookin when we realize that the fish is over 30" or so, we do not want this to break off. But I was too late, he spit that MirrOdine out, and the line was so tight that it snapped back towards Nick and hooked him in the leg (I had a laugh with that one), not only did he miss our dinner and spook the hole, but he had a treble hook stuck in his knee cap. We carry on to the next set of lights, here is where I pulled out a 26" 
We went from dock light to dock light catching snook at will - I think the smallest one we caught was about 20" and the largest we landed was 26"...
Towards the end of the trip, Nick wanted to go back to "the one that got away" - On first cast at this light, Nick hooked up again! Rippin that snook right back to his boat, he pulled out his lawstick only to find out this was not the one. He was only 24"
Overall between the two of us we caught 12 snook, no keepers.
But was not a bad night on the water. I guess I will have to wait till later on to get my Snook Tacos...