At 3:30 a.m. my partner calls and said he woke up with a fever and sore throat. I tell him to go home and get some rest and that we can always go another day. After unloading the boat and taking a morning run with my dog (Kamalani). I get a phone call from a freind that has engine problems. He has low rpm's I tell him his fuel lines were glogged at the filter and to change them out. Another freind calls and say's he left his cooler in the truck with all their food and drinks. So what is there for a freind to do. Get to the harbor at 6:30 launched and deliver filters and cooler. Now what! I figure I'll catch some bait. Maile point ledge had NADA! I think chuck caught the only opelu's that was there. Head to the barge dragging just three lures. Small aku comes up and down but no bite. I head towards Sierra and pass this massive school of Pilot Whales. About a mile from Victor the rigger comes down hard with no hookup. I check the lure and sure enough the leaders all scratched and marlin was on the loose. I get to sierra and find a good school of 3-6lbs. aku's. The first two swallowed the hook deep. I get the third in the mouth and bait'em right then and head to where I got the marlin strike. No sooner then I get there the aku gets nailed. I feed'em a good ten count set the hook and the line comes tight and start peeling off. The weight is heavy but not screaming a lot of line. What the heck this thing should be exploding out of the watah! Then I noticed a huge Male pilot whale back there. Thinking its trying eat my fish. After gaining some line I realized there was no fish i had hooked this freaking beast. Okay this is about to get dumb. I figured no one was going to believe i hook a pilot whale. I was going get him close so i could get a picture. with 75 feet to go, and the whale is crying and making some irretating sounds. He is hooked in the side of the face and should break the skin anytime now. All of the sudden the another whale comes out of no where and leaps into the air between me and the hooked whale. Life had stop for a few seconds with my jaw dragging on the deck. I realized this thing is going to land on the line. I ducked down and covered my face. ripp-ripp-ripp and bang the line snapped and when i looked up counted body parts and all my poles was still there. I hit the throttle and got he F&*K out of there. Trolled to Kaena Pt. on the 700fm with No love. Head in to the ledge for the ride home when the rigger snaps down and the 130 is bent with no line comming out. Put an ono in the boat ten minutes later. Made figure eights and got 3 more. Took the ledge home with no more love there either. No pics of the Whale for obvious reasons. but I did wash my shorts. Pics of the fish to follow.