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A Pleasant Try...
I had the urge... My buddies had the urge so we jumped on the Bertam and decided to go looking for a blue. A short chop, hot, full moon... Why not...
We arrived at 600' and popped out a spread of big stuff. I even broke out the fine china for todays game (Tiagras)...
The spread consisted of mashers, macks, dk/hoo combos (like the teardrops) a bird a wahoo shotgun using a mamba2-hoo combo and a squasher hoo combo. Ideal spread for the conditions. We covered ground but little life or even weeds showing... It was gonna be a matter of stepping on one.
About forty minutes into it somewhere around 800' I saw a billfish tail swinging in behind the left masher but the fish vanished. I ran pitch baits in around tehre but the fish never came back up... Two more passes produced nothing. Theres something soothing though about big baits just floppin behind on a warm spring morn.
As we continued down the line I saw a zig zagging boil comming up on the left dk/hoo combo and down it came... There was some bend in the rod but not enough pressure to pull line off even against free spool with the clicker.
I got to the stick and could feel a fish back there keeping pace with us and even could see the line angling down... I came tight and felt like I set up on a stone. No run no gain. Just a stand off... Bowed up but on what?
I guess I'll never know. less than a minute into the stale mate my leader let go...Brought it back and even more confused than I was... It was scuffed for a few inches like a billfish bite but then it was cut clean at the tip????
If I had to guess judging from where we were I might say Mako???? But the scuff confuses me...
We plowed for a couple more hours with no life then saw something floating. A life jacket was just bobbing around (nobody in it) . Got my rigger bait too close and we bowed up on the strap hanging off it...
My buddy Scotty2 got into place and set the hook... I positioned myself in the corner and forty or fifty seconds later of greuling "fight" had the leader double wrapped and preserver on the deck!
To our north I could see a roll cloud steaming at us... About that time the starboard engine started surging and coughing. The wind went north and we packed it in early... We didn't score. I don't care at least we were marlin fishing as hard as we could. Worth it!
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