
The rubby dubby bag was ripped off by a large tope so we new it was time to fish for them seriously.We both lost good tope,with one biting through my 80lb steel trace as though it was cotton.I nearly had my spinning rod pulled out of my hands by a tope that hit a mackeral taken on my feather rig.Phil then hit into a fish which tail-walked like a swordfish 40 yards from the boat.
After a fantastic fight it was brought on to the back of the boat.carefully unhooked,weighed at 41lb and returned alive,swimming off strongly into the briney depths.The following photo's show blood around the topes mouth,but this was only from the hook.So if you were thinking of saying anything.....Don't.



A big thanks to Phil for a great day out.Watch out for round 2 of man versus tope.