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It was 6 AM, and had a temperature of 23 º C, starting the month of August 2010.
course, we were about to embark on the Pacific, from the town of Salinas in Ecuador, Silvina, Gustavo, Aldo, Claudio, Mariano, and who tells them the story, Eduardo Cañueto. The previous days had made several wahoo, and bonito, a couple of dolphing a cruise dating "Carolina" ship of 11.30 meters in length, ready for fishing, but there was a pending matter, and was catch black marlin (black marlin), that while we had a sink in his first jump, fell on the mono-filament and short in the style marchiquitenses bunch has formed in water.
Three days at the crossing, and the only sink we had, we lost, that was our result, and we refused to give in to that that was our destination, more knowing that two boats that day had made some catches. The day we left off then, our last day in the area, since the ship was occupied, we decided to hire a boat craft, led by Captain Panchana, our last chance, had to pull the latest files, and I pull my ace on the manga, I circulated a cap Pezcalandia "is already a Cavala" for the crew, for each of the crew, and fishermen, and the threat came by all, "Look, if we did not catch Eduardo ..., you know we're going to do with this hat?".

And so, laughing, in the early morning was that, Aldo, and Mariano Claudio, were on a boat, and Silvina, Gustavo and I were in another. We sailed about an hour and a half course SSO, sea conditions were good, clean water, strong current from the south, and a soft wind sector O. Before reaching the fishing area, we find "humpback whales" jumping on a unique, amazing, reflecting the endless miracle of nature ...
Continuing the story of fishing, Captain and crew are ready to deploy teams. In total, four teams were assembled, the type of fishing trolling at a speed of about 9 knots (one knot is equivalent to 1.8 km / h), and the rig was essentially a steel leader pretty important, two meters, at one end a large esmerillón, and the other end of a lure than 35 cm. type rubber squid FIOCES of all colors and light metal head.
The lure had two hooks arranged in tandem tartuna style 12 / 0 cross-media, and also subject a fish in the area call it "hits" (much like a smooth, but with a peak at the tip as a spine about 5 to 7 cm), the fish was hiding in the tentacles as the lure.
began to sail, the lure bounced off the sea surface, and we kept looking at his shot into the water. We wanted to see the lure attack by a black marlin, the animal that attacks the lure almost 100 km per hour and reaches a speed of 129.9 km per hour. The first bounce, did not wait, had spent about 30 minutes, and the golden PENN (International), began shooting in a violent way.
began to jump in the opposite direction, was a black marlin, which we were waiting, jumped, jumped, and jumped, and did not stop jumping until we emptied the reel, perplexed, the captain told us it was too big, Gustavo kept the rod in hand as if to say: "I missed something?, Did I do something wrong?". Obviously, we could not believe he was going to believe this, the captain told us it was too big, and also a creature of these we emptied the reel. We fished, we settled back with four teams, and spent no less than 20 minutes ... Panchana captain yells, "take the cane, cane making !!!".

The captain spoke to me, but I did not take the reed, and time stopped. First gave a great jump, and then started running. It was my chance, was an incredible fight, something he had never fought. The arms looked like they came off of my body, I kept on fighting, background heard some breaths of the crew, Gustavo and Silvina, I felt like a ring, asked me the cane, not pass, I felt that if like I did was throw in the towel, also felt that if the fish had a chance was that, well it was just to fight one by one. I asked
stemming from the harness because I was afraid of having a muscle injury in the waist, an incredible force, it was something big, deserved all the respect in the world. He had spent over an hour and continued firm, and between him and me, more than 150 meters, but both we refused to surrender. Remove
forces do not know where, but I started to pick up slowly, very slowly, inch by inch, for at times he took a bit of my line, but as in a tape of the gym, I did not miss a beat, and so in this way to hour and forty minutes, we had the side of the boat. Exhausted and without air crew watched as the subject of the bill, I also saw and tried to lift it.
That day we had another marlin pique over but came off, also lures a stingray captured, stolen from the fin, and literally asked to fight it it was as if the lure had been nailed to a stone. I did not want to know anything, the manta ray took care Gustavo.

After this last arrest, decided to start back.
synthesis was a strange experience on the one hand the joy of sharing one of the best fishing of my life with friends, and partly a reflection on the sometimes highly criticized activity. Beyond all, fishing in Ecuador is still very good, embarking on our second back in the year to end of October, the intention of the blue marlin, dolphing, wahoo, and bonito.






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By Eduardo Cañueto
professional fishing guide
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