Towards Villisamius, SE Sardinia
Sue & Alan
Sun 10 May 2015 19:41
ed". Like earlier, I have lifejacket on and clipped to our transom (for my safety) and I'm trying to coax this big tuna close enough for me to use our spear-gun. Naturally, I just kept missing and put the spear gun to one side in favour of our gaff-hook. As soon as it swam (fighting against the line) close enough the gaff-hook struck gold. I had it just below it's dorsal fin. It ain't getting away now. All this time Sue is giving me ear-ache. "That's too big." "There's not enough room in the freezer."Let it go Alan, It's too big." By this time I had it lifted out the water and firmly held on our bathing step (lowest step) and our lump hammer was having little effect on it's nut. It was not going to surrender and I wasn't gonna give it up just yet. Me thinks, put the spear gun to it's head and give it the coup-de-grace. That could have worked except the spear gun bounced-off it's nut and now has a new home (out of harms way) in Davy Jones locker. I held on for another 20 minutes or s
o until it's persistent wriggling slowed-down enabling me to give it one final 'tap' with the lump hammer. It's the biggest tuna I've ever caught and I don't want another this big - weighing more than 10kg. Despite Sue's protests it's meat is in the freezer and what we can't eat we will donate for others to enjoy.
We've also been joined by an inquisitive white racing pigeon. It's walked round the decks several times and has departed several times and returned. It doesn't seem to like McVitties Hobnobs but is sure to have plenty water to drink because decks get soaked overnight with condensation.