Soft steedy winds caresed the luxury racing vessle Blue Nights late in the afternoon of the 3rd of December. Under asymetrical kite, sailing 7-8 knots the afternoon looked lazy, how wrong we would be. The reel growled to life as the pole doubled over, like a bad scene from jaws the boat seemed to be pulled backwards..... The monster leap out of the ocean, I looked at the concerned captain Dave and said " we are going to need a bigger boat". The hours seemed to turn into days as the fish parried with us. Spectacular leaps, lightening fash runs, the fish circled the boat like a fat kid at a buffet, probing for any weakness in the défense. The pole man John battered and bruised from the pole brought the fish along side, sail tie in hand we lasued the sword and brought the mighty white marlin aboard. a quick pic and we said our good bye. Our goal of the tri-fecta complete ( Mahi Mahi, Wahoo & Sword fish ) Is it possble to dream of the un dreamable? Quad-fecta? The elusive Tuna? Stay tuned to see if the now Luxury Racing Sport Fishing Swan 45 can do..... what is said to be impossilble. The clock tic'ing.. 1200 miles to go.
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swordfish