Maybe in the days before big-game tackle, this is how the old salts in places like Nova Scotia brought tuna to market. I’ve certainly never seen it done in North America. But leave it to the New Zealanders to take tuna fishing to the extreme. And let’s forget for a second about the danger of accidentally wrapping your hand and drowning as 600-pound beast drags you to Atlantis. Before you even get that far, you’ve got the danger of running a 12-foot dinghy in sloppy seas right up against the hull of a huge commercial fishing boat under power. I’ll put this on the list of things I don’t ever need to try. Wild stuff, though.