This is why I fish!!!!
This weekend we fished in the OC Tuna Tournament. As constantly it was a excellent time. Just like anyone else I would have loved to go residence with some of the fifty percent million dollar pot. However, that was not in the cards. But, I went absent with something really worth much much more.
The crew for the tournament was me, my dad, and my great buddy Randy Stinchcomb. We caught some good tuna on the first day they were greater suited for the grill than the scales. Minor did we know what would take place on our second day.
For the previous 66 many years my father has been try to catch a white marlin, with no luck. Effectively that was about to alter. We got to our spot about 0630 and had to wait around until finally 0700 before lines could go in the h2o. When we got items set about 0720 some thing exploded on our spreader bar operating off the quick rigger. I was a blue marlin between 300 four hundred kilos and was extremely pissed off. Following crushing our spreader bar she shot across the spreader and smacked one more bait on the other aspect and disappeared. About two seconds later on she came out of nowhere and exploded on the flat line about ten feet of the back of the boat. She took that bait for a ride, but fortunately we had been capable to pull it absent. We didnt want to shell out prime tuna time fighting a blue the complete early morning. As soon as our heart prices returned to regular and we received items set once again something exploded on the spreader bar once again. This time a modest white grabbed the hooked bait and got an unpleasant surprise seems to be like my dad was going to get his white. Following a brief fight, dads white #1 comes to the boat for a cleanse simple launch.
We spent the following couple of several hours poking close to seeking for some tuna with no luck. We determined to go back to in which we began. Soon after obtaining the lines set and offering it about an hour I noticed another white little by little slide in behind the same flat line that was crushed by the huge blue. I was capable to feed the bait back again to him, he took it, ran with it, hook set and off to the races. Dad got white #two!!
Though, we didnt get any of the prize cash, I went absent with a thing well worth much a lot more. My dad obtained to fulfill a daily life long dream (twice), with me, on my boat, with a lure I produced. It doesnt get any better than that!!….This is why I fish.
The crew for the tournament was me, my dad, and my great buddy Randy Stinchcomb. We caught some good tuna on the first day they were greater suited for the grill than the scales. Minor did we know what would take place on our second day.
For the previous 66 many years my father has been try to catch a white marlin, with no luck. Effectively that was about to alter. We got to our spot about 0630 and had to wait around until finally 0700 before lines could go in the h2o. When we got items set about 0720 some thing exploded on our spreader bar operating off the quick rigger. I was a blue marlin between 300 four hundred kilos and was extremely pissed off. Following crushing our spreader bar she shot across the spreader and smacked one more bait on the other aspect and disappeared. About two seconds later on she came out of nowhere and exploded on the flat line about ten feet of the back of the boat. She took that bait for a ride, but fortunately we had been capable to pull it absent. We didnt want to shell out prime tuna time fighting a blue the complete early morning. As soon as our heart prices returned to regular and we received items set once again something exploded on the spreader bar once again. This time a modest white grabbed the hooked bait and got an unpleasant surprise seems to be like my dad was going to get his white. Following a brief fight, dads white #1 comes to the boat for a cleanse simple launch.
We spent the following couple of several hours poking close to seeking for some tuna with no luck. We determined to go back to in which we began. Soon after obtaining the lines set and offering it about an hour I noticed another white little by little slide in behind the same flat line that was crushed by the huge blue. I was capable to feed the bait back again to him, he took it, ran with it, hook set and off to the races. Dad got white #two!!
Though, we didnt get any of the prize cash, I went absent with a thing well worth much a lot more. My dad obtained to fulfill a daily life long dream (twice), with me, on my boat, with a lure I produced. It doesnt get any better than that!!….This is why I fish.
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