Decorative Hardware

I could see the big island of Hawaii below us, as our plane started desending rapidly toward the airport about 10 miles away.  All I could think of was the fishing trip that I had planned the month before and knew that I would be fishing for a Great White the next morning.  My fishing guide was a weathered looking middle-aged man, sporting a white beard and wearing a khaki green t-shirt with the words “Blood Sport” on the front.  He told me that we would be fishing an area about 20 miles North of the Big island where he and his crew had spotted what he considered a record breaking White.

It didn’t take us long to reach our destination, and we were soon chumming the area that we were getting ready to fish.  He had me positioned at the back end of the fishing vessel strapped into a pivoting chair as we waited for the first strike.  About 2 hours later it happened!  I had managed to hook into a giant killer White that had the strength of a whale!  After 3 hours of muscle wrenching agony, the man-eating giant was now close to the boat, and while thinking to myself that if he pulls any harder, there was the chance that he could rip me from the chair, thus sending me overboard and becoming his next meal. 

Luckily the big fish tired enough so that one of our crew was able to gaff him and finish him altogether with a lethal shot to the head.  I was extremely happy to learn that my Great White was the second largest taken that year and would hopefully stay in the record books for awhile.  Definitely the fishing trip of a lifetime, luckily for me and not the shark!