My grandfather had a passion for sports fishing for as long as I can remember. The Villavicencio’s have been catching Marlins and sailfish long before I was born. This time, it was our turn. He said he wanted us to catch marlins of our own and experience fishing ourselves. When my mom told me that we were going to be out for three whole days (7am-5pm) in the big blue ocean, my thoughts were “okay, sure”. The excitement only heightened when when my cousin, Veeno caught the first Marlin on the first day. His fish was tagged and he was officially part of the Marlin Club. With that in mind, our whole family was determined to get marlins of our own too.
This was our typical fishing schedule: Eat breakfast, go onboard the yachts, catch bait, travel further into the ocean, wait for a bite, sleep, and hopefully catch a fish. Bait fishing is actually more satisfying than it seems. We were given fishing lines without rods and within seconds, we’d get bites and pull up jumping mackerels. That in itself was already way more thrilling than the generic fishing I’ve done before. It was also my first time dealing with live bait rather than dead ones.
The fishing gods answered my prayers and by the second day, I scored a 100 lbs Black Marlin. We were fighting it for about 40 minutes. And when I say “we”, I’m not going to lie because I had help. The crew was constantly telling me when to “reel” and “pull back”. It was exhausting: My arms were dying and my back was killing me. If you’ve seen my video on Instagram, I was reeling in pretty slowly. Even my uncles were laughing! On the bright side, this is proof that you don’t really need strength to catch a marlin; you can just use your body weight. The feeling was overwhelming. By the way, this was the smallest marlin caught over the three days. In some ways, that’s a good thing because I was the only one with a decent photo (but messy hair). Alongside my stubborn Marlin were three tunas caught by my uncles, and cousin Jadee.
On the last day, our team was extremely lucky, having caught five marlins – two for my dad, two for my brother and one more for me. This time they were blue marlins, even bigger than the ones we’ve caught on the previous day. Both my brothers were able to score blue marlins either three or four times bigger than them. So coming home, our Marlin flags were waving up in the sky to proudly signify our catches of the day. For an indoor girly girl, sports fishing isn’t so bad. The feeling when battling a huge fish is like no other, and it’s only then you realize that this earth does not belong to humans only. We share it with millions of fascinating species.