Wow, three swords in one night. Congrats to you. I remember my first sword was caught in the day hours in Mazatlan. I had just finished highschool and didn't even know that a swordfish existed. It was sunning as they like to do in the day time and it took a rigged mullet that was placed right in his face. I can't remember the size but it was in the 150 pound range. The Capt was very excited because he hadn't caught one in fifteen years.