To say that the fog was thick today is an understatement, it was the kind of fog that collects on you eyelashes and leaves your hands wet all day- even with a heated wheel house it was uncomfortable. Our first hookup was at 8:22 am, on a trolled bar and P.J. put his game face on to winch this fish to the boat. In recent days a few commercial sized fish had been landed and I was hoping to be one of the lucky ones to hook a fish just north of the 68"-72" mark that have been the norm so far this year.
22 minutes into the battle we get her boatside, and although its a big fish, its not really what we were looking for- and easy boatside release and we were back on the hunt...
Just over two hours later I had my head sticking out the wheelhouse door checking out the spread- and I witnessed one of the most violent tuna attacks not 40 yards off the transom. The tiagra began singing that sweet love song that I crave so much to hear and we were in battle mode once again. Again P.J. gets in gear and curses at the fish the entire time (we both agree that it breaks thier spirit). We get the fish into the wash of the boat as I try to determine if this is the one. What a tough call....is he? Isn't he? I dont care.... this ones coming home..... A deep drop of the poon results in a clean buttonhole shot.... and victory is ours.
Once hes on the deck bled out and washed up, the tape comes out- and what do you know...73" Thats the ticket. Heres to the first giant bft (large medium) taken aboard our new boat AKULA, who is proving herself to be a worthy contender. Capt Fred
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