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The Anchor Staff
| 30 August 2010
There's something primal about catching a fish. The tug at the end of the line seems to be connected directly to our nervous systems, triggering a jolt of adrenaline out of proportion to the size of the catch. Even a mackerel or other small fish is a nerve-jangling thrill. So imagine what it's like to catch a big fish-a really big fish. Some call it tuna fever. Dana Hole has tuna fever. A Harpswell lobsterman, Dana's been going on friends' boats since he was a teenager. This season, his second in his own boat, the 36-foot Elz Bellz, Dana harpooned one of the first swordfish landed in Harpswell in years. (Okay, a swordfish isn't a tuna, but the feeling's the same.) Let him tell you the story sometime, and you'll know he suffers from tuna fever. Dana was down on deck, when his friends in the spotting tower called down that they'd spotted another basking shark. "So I had seen nine that morning," Dana says, "and didn't need to see another one. We practically ran it over and one guy says, ' Look, its a swordfish." So Dana scrambled up into the stand and grabbed the harpoon. Now comes the embarrassing part-the part that'll get him ribbed for years.














