World Records for Striped Marlin
David Mullins
World-record Striped Marlin for men156.6 kilograms (344.9-pounds) by David Mullins On the 7th of April, myself and 5 other spearos departed from Mangonui onboard the 54ft Cascade on a 5 day trip to the Three Kings Islands, organized and guided by the Wild Blue spearfishing club. Cascade was skippered by Charlie Care, and the deckhand was Mike Tepou. After spending the first day diving the Cavalli Islands we steamed overnight to the Three Kings, 64km Northwest of Cape Reinga, arriving at about 4 in the morning. Our intentions on this trip were to target marlin almost exclusively, either on the King bank or more remote Middlesex bank, by trolling hookless lures to tease them to the surface. We had been forced by the weather to spend the previous day hugging the East coast, and those who were not still violently seasick from the rough trip were eager to head out to the clear blue water and big gamefish of the King Bank. First, however; it was decided to spend a more sedate morning diving around the boat in Southeast Bay, one of the few places at the Kings that offered shelter from the strong Westerly winds. I entered the water at about 9am. It was cold and clear in the bay, with a visibility of 20-25 meters. The flat bottom sloped gradually from 60 feet down, scattered with boulders and patches of weed that held tarakihi, porae, pink maomao and at least one very tame black spotted groper. A trio of kingfish was patrolling the bay, first circling tightly to check me out and then keeping their distance, passing back and forth as I headed out to a point at the Southern end of the bay. Although the largest was a decent fish, somewhere between 20 and 25 kilos, we had not come to the Kings to shoot anything other than trophy fish of 35 kilos and over. Although I had brought a big Bluewater gun complete with slip-tip, breakaway rig and an intimidating amount of recoil, for this dive I took only a 120 cm euro gun, custom made by Wild Blue with a 6.5 mm shaft, 21 mm Picasso rubbers, a double wrap of 400lb mono and a carbon fibre barrel. My bungee and Rob Allen floats remained on Cascade with the big gun; to avoid the drag of multiple floats and the hassle of a sinking bungee I opted for my standard setup which consisted of 27m of hard line and an 11 litre plastic Ronstat float. On this dive I only expected to shoot golden snapper and tarakihi, or perhaps a big kingfish if one showed up. Aside from bent spears, I had never found this rig to be inadequate for even large kingfish. As I neared the point it became evident that some current was running. Although the bottom became more barren, around the rocks that jutted out into the sea schools of baitfish and pink maomao indicated there might be some action on the up-current side of the point. In the distance I could see the rock wall dropping vertically to the bottom of 80 feet. A school of large koheru swam past below me, disordered and moving fast. Expecting to see a school of kingfish in pursuit I made a dive, waiting motionless in mid-water. I waited without seeing anything till the last of the koheru had passed and then returned to the surface. As I lay breathing for another dive, I looked down to see a bill waving from side to side about 10 feet below me. In a couple of seconds the rest of the big striped marlin came into view as it rose from behind me to check me out. Although brightly lit up, the marlin was swimming slowly and as it passed underneath me it began to sink back down. I made a shallow dive over the top of it, moving very slowly so as not to spook the giant fish which was already almost out of range. Picking a spot just behind the gill plates I took a shot, hoping to hit the spine or the back of the brain. However, the size of the fish must have led me to underestimate the distance as my shaft connected low in the shoulder. The marlin continued to swim off slowly, then came to a halt and rose vertically to the surface where it stayed, head out of the water and shaking slightly for several seconds. Thinking that I had stoned it I swam forwards, then backed off again as it righted itself and moved off towards open water.
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