No kidding.
In the evening on the first day when we left Fakarava sailing to Rangiroa (Archipel des Tuamotus, French Polynesia) short before sunset I got the fishing rod out, knowing that this would be the best time to catch something.I threw the lure in the water and started to release some fishing line, just thinking how much line I should release. No need for thinking anymore. The line started to spin off the reel like crazy. I had a fish on the hook in less than 10 seconds.
Cecilia is my witness. 
There was so much tension on the line and the reel came off the rod. Some attachment broke off. I almost lost my catch. Unable to wind up the line with the reel without the fishing rod, I wrapped the line around the winch and winched the fish towards the boat.
A delicious tuna. I cleaned it and put it in the freezer. Next morning Cecilia sliced that fellow in pieces and we already had tuna steaks three days in a row, including today. And guess what we gonna eat tomorrow?
I think I will never ever top this fishing time in my life.
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