As my offshore-fishing career advances over time, I find myself looking for new ways to bring the spark back to the sport that has dominated my career and my life. I love going fishing, but as an adrenaline junkie—or ex-junkie, as it were—I’m always looking to re-create that feeling. There’s nothing like it, and I’m sure anyone reading this can agree.
After decades in this business and hundreds of billfish, I still have some bucket-list fishing trips to pursue: baby black marlin on the flats of Hervey Bay in Australia, Mag Bay stripeys, and yes, believe it or not, a clown knifefish is also on my list. What was not on my list, however, was my first sailfish on