When you get to Cabo all you can think about is those monster marlin. It’s 5:30 in the morning. Charles, my son and I are heading to the boat where our crew is waiting for us. The fleet name is SINDICATE SPORTTFISHING. My crew is very professional. The captain is Angel and the first mate is Julio. We picked up ten live bait fish and off we went. We put out the outriggers with two big Griz skirted lures, one red and black and the other bright green and yellow. Then we set the two inside lures. One was blue with a white belly and the other squid color. In the shot gun long line we put a dead bait fish. Now we were ready. It was Charles’ turn. Charles has been wanting a marlin over 500 lbs for a long time, but remember, he is only fifteen.
We started trolling. Within five minutes the rod went off and something was very different. The reel was screaming, not singing. The screaming line was smoking off the reel and Charles’ was in control. He took the rod from its holder and set the hook. He could feel the fish hit three hard times. It came out of the water. It was a monster blue marlin. It was the fish of a lifetime and my fifteen year old son had it or better yet, it had him! For the first hour this big boy stayed on top of the water showing small leaps and head shakes. Then it went down and I mean down. The reel was smoking so bad that we had to put water on it to keep the heat down. This kept up for three more hours. I asked him if he was alright and he answered that he was really tried. After four and a half hours he asked if I could give him a hand. I told him to hang in there Buddy. I knew that if I helped him it would not be the same. I really wanted to help. It hurt to see him suffering for hours, but this was his dream and it may not ever happen again.
After five total hours the giant blue came up. Charles had won the fight! We got the 640 pound marlin to the boat and took the Eagle Claw hook from its mouth. We said bye, bye and thanks. Off it swam.
My son was a tired boy, but a happy one. His dream had come true and I was there to share it with him. He said to me, “thanks Dad for not helping land that marlin because now it is all mine.”
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