early October, it finally happened, the undisputed highlight of this year's season was at last. As in previous years, are made to my father and I to Mexico, specifically to Cabo San Lucas, the southernmost town in the Baja Peninsula.
The landmark of Los Cabos, the enormous stone arch "El Arco". With a little imagination one can recognize a drunken dragon. After a long journey we moved into our first dream room and treated ourselves to a Corona in the evening sun.
In the next Days we had mostly the same daily routine. The boat leaves at 6:00 in the morning and it was fished to about 15:00.
The boats that we went in search of Marlin & Co, we had booked in advance at http://piscessportfishing.com/ , we were finally able to draw on good experiences.
Mostly we dragged, more easygoing, big lure back and forth across the Pacific.
If we had found fish we drifted with live bait (usually mackerel-like) on the swarm, or threw the bait right into it. The sea was at its best. Dolphins, manta rays, Whales, turtles and lots of different birds were constant companions of our tours. The water temperature above 30 ° C was, well, we say nice :-)
Our target fish was the striped marlin, but we did not pass go fishing on the beautiful Dorado. These provided the lion's share of our loot dar.
Every day, we were able to drill Ettlich fish to about 40lbs to the boat.
All of them were beautifully colored and gorgeous, but she hit a all. Something like I had never seen before, this blue was unpackbar! 
It should be the afternoon of the 2nd day on which, for the first time a sword-bearer laid hands on one of the bait. The juvenile striped marlin crack at the first good run 200m Mono from dishes, and the adrenaline shot just so. Simply a dream to see these large fish jump and at the same time to feel their power, so wild, so brutal. 
One day we treated ourselves to a little more sleep, and went out only by 7 clock. This time with a smaller boat and our prey this time was a little smaller. Roosterfish and Longtom were our target fish, but also made for this occasion, one or the other felt Dorado. The only Bonito was half of us eaten, the other half was thereby behind the boat to produce a scent trail. 
There was the most beautiful moments of this trip is the spin on the huge fish found there garfish. Since 2 hours I whipped heavy spoon turn signals and Popper in the direction of the surf. I got bite by the minute, longer than a few seconds, however, remained hanging a fish. Due to their small mouth, the fish were incredibly difficult to hook. I threw and threw, always toward the shore.
It was time again, I got a good bite, and put a hard start. My opponent was not that great and screwed as a large Dorado out of the water, I could not resist making a cry of joy. After 25min, we could drill him gawk at.
Even with Longtom Roosterfish and it worked perfectly after 
The last day it should again have powerful in itself. Shortly after noon, my father could drill a beautiful Striped Marlin to the boat. He had taken a towed Konahead and felt only after half an hour, forced to come to the surface. How dramatically in the last minute we had another great fish caught and were both mega happy. was
also under water work that go with the Marlin, I will not forget in my life. 
In the spirit we had already closed to fishing and wondered just where we would go after something to eat, as one of the multinationals 50lbs howled. I took the rod and struck a few times hearty. The fish swam deep and very fast, always crack line from the reel. The boat put the car in reverse and a fight for every yard had begun. We thought it was a long Tuna, as the fish sought salvation in the depths, but suddenly, the angle in which the cord into the water was rapidly flatter. And hardly had wirs realized he jumped already.
A blue marlin, what a sight.
He jumped a few times, very far out to the rest of the fight to go back and dip station. After almost an hour we had the leader, moments later, the deck hand could draw the sword of the 300 + pound marlin. It was done, all on board were from the small house is a blue marlin there is absolutely nothing everyday!
was of course the fish too big to photograph him in the boat, so we took it from different angles, the best possible shots while the fish alongside the boat came to power.
We let him go and the next moment even hissed the Coronas and the catch of my life was celebrated. A wonderful holiday was wiedermal much too quickly. The impressions I gather could be with me probably forever.
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