I can remember my dad telling a story of some friends that were trolling offshore one day and they hooked into a rather large Mako Shark. In a split-second the shark hit the bait, the reel began to scream, and the big fish shot straight out of the water high above the cockpit. Fearing the shark may land in the boat, everyone made a mad scramble to try and get into the cabin. Fortunately, it landed in the water a few feet from the boat and went on to put on an aerial display that would shame many a marlin.
Late Tuesday afternoon Tim and I decided that the weather forecast for Wednesday was just to good to pass up. We were excited about the reports of tuna from the prior weekend and we quickly found 3 friends that were also excited and ready to play hooky. Once offshore we found what we thought was the perfect rip and began to troll. The weather could not have been better, but the tuna fishing could not have been any worse. Chatter on the radio confirmed the fact that the tuna were just not going to happen. We heard a few boats were catching some Wahoo and we decided to go to plan B. Out came the wire leaders, planers and bullet-heads. We ran to the area we thought would produce some fish and set the lines. The trolling speed was bumped up and we were ready. It was not long before one of the deep lines went off and we all just knew it was a big Wahoo. The spool of 50lb line on our 30tw began to get smaller and smaller and we were wondering if this fish would ever stop. After 350 yards of solid running we decided to pull the other lines just in case we needed to give chase. Tim was on the rod and was getting quite a workout. About 15 minutes into the fish we saw the fish break the surface several hundred yard in front of us. We could not tell what it was, only that it was a big fish. When we finally got the fish close to the boat we saw that it was not our big Wahoo, but a big Mako Shark. Everyone on the boat was amazed at the beauty and size of the fish. Tim meanwhile was amazed at the strength as