||103 lbs. 6.4 oz.
One Tuesday afternoon, a few friends and I set off on an overnight fishing trip. Within the first few hours of being at the spot, my friend and I got lucky with an omilu each. After a few more hours of jigging and catching bait, we decided to slide-bait some baits down our ulua poles.
At around 8 p.m. that night, we landed our first ulua. It was a smaller ulua, so I decided to throw it back.
The following morning a few friends and I woke up at around 4 a.m. to rig up our gear for the morning bite. I slid a 1-lb nenue down my 13 Penn Battalion rod, paired with my 4/0 Penn senator. Later that morning, as we were packing up our things, my bell went off.
As I approached my pole, it seemed as if whatever hit my nenue bait missed the hook. In the midst of confusion, the beast took an initial run which almost spooled my entire reel. As the fish swam out into the depth, the speed subsided as it started to tire itself out.
After about three minutes of it swimming back and forth on the outside, I started to gain some line on him.
After about 10 minutes of battling the monster, it had floated to the surface in the front of the cliff.
My fishing partner, Hunter Delima, slid the slide gaff down my line. It was the perfect gaff job and without him and the others I wouldnt have landed this fish. Soon after, Chyston Loa and Uncle Glen Kealoha helped me pull the fish up to land.
I am so thankful these people were there to witness and take part in this awesome experience with me. I also want to give special recognition to Kailihau Pratt for not only catching the lucky bait, but also for helping me untangle my line on my reel for two hours the previous night. And mahalo to Keamalu Falu Baclig, Kaimi Kealoha, and Uncle Thomas Pratt Unko Tommy for making this unforgettable trip possible.