Late 80's or early 90's we hooked something on a Point Wilson Dart off Possession. We followed it from there to PNP, half way back and back toward the green can. Had it on for over an hour but it didn't really swim that fast. Maybe 10 kts was the fastest I had to chase it. Would get close to the surface maybe 30-40' down before sounding and heading off another direction. We were jigging 100 fow or so.

I was a bit pissed at my brother because he got tired of playing it and broke off before I could stop him. Was thinking maybe a huge halibut but swam a bit faster than a hali.

To this day, I wish I could have seen it. Felt like head shakes rather than the big, slow throb of a foul hooked fish. Or so I thought.