It was only at this moment I realized I had again hooked a broadbill.
It seems reasonable and fair to give notice that broadbill swordfish are not the only dangers to encounter at Avalon.
I have a nice little row-boat named broadbill, with patent oars.
This broadbill was seen only on two occasions at the Cocoa Research Station, both times at the edge of the primary forest.
This experience taught us exceeding respect for the broadbill.
He quit, same as he quit the first day out, when I hooked the broadbill and the reel froze.
The first broadbill I sighted had a skinned tail, and evidently had been in a battle of some kind.
It was significant that the broadbill swordfish did not return to Avalon in 1918, as in former years.
There was something so desperately trying and painful in this fight with a broadbill.
There were eight broadbill swordfish hooked at Avalon during the summer, and not one brought to gaff.