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Boboe · 01-31-2007, 09:36 PM

DAMN, WHAT A HOO! That looks like the one that bit me off on 300# mono last summer

True story about losing the biggest hoo I've ever had my own eyes on in person:

Fun fishing for marlin etc off of Destin around the Spur/Nipple area and the LARGE short corner gets eaten. The fish peels off 50-100 yds of line at strike on the Tiagra 50W, then sort of settles in to come home. Angler is strapped into standup gear and begins the fight. 2-3 minutes into it the fish is ~50 yds from the boat but we've not yet seen him. The fish swims at the boat and I get a quick look at him just off the port corner. I see about 7-8' of bright blue. We think we've got a 100-125 class blue on the line. "It's a rat blue," one of us yells. The "rat blue" sees me and swims parallel to the transom and then away off the starboard corner. Line goes slack. "Shit, he spit it." The dejected angler reeled in, and we saw that the leader was cut cleanly.

We all looked at each other in shock, awe, and disbelief that we'd had a goddamn wahoo on that was so big we thought he was a marlin. I'd like a second try at that one!

01-31-2007, 09:36 PM	#18 (permalink)
Boboe Hooked Up Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Austin, TX Occupation: Alaskan Fishing Guide, Gulf of Mexico Offshore Crew Boat Captain Posts: 825	DAMN, WHAT A HOO! That looks like the one that bit me off on 300# mono last summer True story about losing the biggest hoo I've ever had my own eyes on in person: Fun fishing for marlin etc off of Destin around the Spur/Nipple area and the LARGE short corner gets eaten. The fish peels off 50-100 yds of line at strike on the Tiagra 50W, then sort of settles in to come home. Angler is strapped into standup gear and begins the fight. 2-3 minutes into it the fish is ~50 yds from the boat but we've not yet seen him. The fish swims at the boat and I get a quick look at him just off the port corner. I see about 7-8' of bright blue. We think we've got a 100-125 class blue on the line. "It's a rat blue," one of us yells. The "rat blue" sees me and swims parallel to the transom and then away off the starboard corner. Line goes slack. "Shit, he spit it." The dejected angler reeled in, and we saw that the leader was cut cleanly. We all looked at each other in shock, awe, and disbelief that we'd had a goddamn wahoo on that was so big we thought he was a marlin. I'd like a second try at that one!