I must say I'm speechless after today's fishing so I'll let the numbers speak for themselves. We ended up with 30 fish out of two stops, 26 of which were 203-280 with 4 from 180-195. Our code boats in the area also had big days, thus making 11/30/05 one of the best days of cow fishing in the history of long range. The weather is grease calm which is making this experience all the more surreal. We are going to give this one more day before starting to work back up the line.
We didn't rack up the numbers today but the quality made up for it. We ended up with 11 fish, 8 of which were 210-287, one at 308, and two that were 190. Our hook to land ratio was much better today thanks to the proper gear, we only lost three which is impressive considering most of the fish were over 240. The weather is glassing off which should also help in the landing of these cows.
Another truly incredible day of cow angling here on the southern banks that started first thing this morning with a drift for 11 fish, 10 of which were 205-287. We put together a few more stops in the afternoon for a total of 23 fish for the day, 14 over 200 and the rest going 160-195. Losses on 200lb plus were extremely high today due mostly to short topshots, fluorocarbon, and low diameter lines such as Momoi. This gimmick gear just didn't hold up to this size fish combined with less than optimal weather. The rig of choice was a 50w with a 100yd topshot of 130lb izorline.
We are going to give it at least three more days in this area so hopefully we can keep the good reports coming.
We started our trip today fast tracking down the ridge for fair action on school tuna, pargo, yellows, and one lonely wahoo. The water is still blue and warm so hopefully the wahoo move in for our return trip. We are presently running down to the bay where we hope to top off our bait before continuing to the big fish area. Our weather is a bit choppy but forecasts have it improving.
Very similar to yesterday in that three stops produced 19 fish over 170lbs with 7 going 203-260. It is still a very nice spread of fish with everyone in the area doing very well, in fact our score was just average for today. I can remember many trips to the islands where today's total would equal our entire trips big fish count, which will give you an idea how incredible this run of big fish has been. We called it a trip at dark and are presently enjoying a beautiful ride up the line. We will arrive to the dock 0900 on the 22nd and will depart again on another ten day leaving the 25th. Look for reports to resume on the 26th, have a happy healthy Thanksgiving from the Royal Star.
We got back on this big fish today after a short move and put together a great afternoon. We ended up with 19 fish out of two stops, all over 175lbs with 6 from 205-250lbs. The sign of cows in this area is incredible and the flat calm weather continues. We are spending the night here and will finish up the trip tomorrow hoping for a big day.
We pieced together another nice day for 40 tuna, 11 of which were 80-140, 4 from 175-197, and the rest were 30-40lbers. Not the fishing we experienced the last two trips but we'll take it. The potential is still here and I wouldn't be surprised to see it pick up as we come off the full moon. We are spending the night here and plan to give this at least one more day. Our grease calm weather continues.
We missed somewhat on the big fish here today but still managed to put a few fish in the hatch. Our tally was 30 tuna, most of which were 30-70lbs with six from 130-175lbs, a great day by most Fall trip standards but this season has raised the bar. There was still very good sign today and our beautiful weather continues. We are going to top off our bait tonight and be back on the grounds in the morning.
We put together a nice first day here in the big fish grounds for 19 fish, most of which were 150-185 with two over 200. The sign is here and the weather couldn't be better so hopefully it gets even better.
A handful of wahoo and some school tuna was our tally today as we worked down the ridge. We are presently running down to the big fish grounds in beautiful weather with high hopes for tomorrow.
We are presently traveling back down the line on our annual Last Chance Tackle 10-day, heading for the ridge where we plan to start our trip tomorrow. Needless to say, the ridge will simply be a staging area before we continue down to the big fish grounds where we plan to be the morning of the 15th. No boats from our group are there right now so hopefully we can start another string of incredible posts starting on Tuesday.
Now for my final take following our last morning of fishing spent hauling up a modest amount of delicious vermillion rock cod to our anglers delight. The beautiful weather that has followed our every step this voyage continues as we head for home, now a few hours away.
At 0700 hours tomorrow, we will arrive at Fisherman's Landing as the second of four boats arriving from ten day voyages. What anglers and spectators will witness tomorrow and Sunday is the largest catch of two hundred pound class yellowfin ever taken in such a short period of time by the San Diego long range fishing fleet. Transoms will be full of giant yellowfin standing on end, tails flying proudly in the air, as triumphant symbols of our expertise in this venue. Photos will be taken, brass bands will play (just kidding), and the atmosphere will be alive with pride as skippers crank trophy after trophy up on the scales displaying weights indicating the overwhelming success of the best voyages they have run in their lives.
Let me say that I have participated many times in similar scenarios and relished every moment as well as the memories I carry from my younger days in long range fishing when the trophies we caught were symbols of success with little value when the scale was lowered and the fish dragged across the concrete to waiting processing venues.
Evolution has changed our business on Royal Star as well as several other progressive vessels in this fleet who have realized that with a little education and a huge amount of effort a premium quality product, far different from brine frozen, cannery grade tuna, is possible on our vessels. Of course this is old news to many as "RSW" has almost become a household name in regions familiar with long range fishing, but I am still amazed at times that many individuals in our area are unaware that we are handling these present catches as such. When Royal Star backs in tomorrow you will not see a rack of thirty or forty brine frozen yellowfin standing on their tails two or three deep, rigid as steel, across our transom. That is because of the ninety one beautiful, one hundred fifty to two hundred ninety pound yellowfin tuna on our vessel at present, only twenty were committed to our brine tank before the remaining tanks were dedicated to RSW storage. As such we will return tomorrow with the vast majority of our catch in the most incredible, premium condition possible ready for sashimi, fresh seared, or prepared fresh to one's taste.
What I have to say regarding this amazing load of fish is that this Royal Star crew, who are the finest assembly of capable, dedicated, professional, hard working young men I have worked with in twenty two years in fishing, have taken the level of service on a long range vessel to heights previously unknown. Think of it: wide open fishing, ten giant yellowfin hooked simultaneously requiring razor sharp senses and team work; all hands on deck. As the incredible action unfolds, both galley men, well acquainted with the mechanics of keeping lines clear and swinging a gaff, join the action on deck lending a needed hand and tip the equation back in favor of the crew who were almost to the point of no return; "on the ropes" as we like to say. With the crew in full swing, giant yellowfin begin coming over the rail, slowly at first, then in two's and three's as the crew gets on top of the action and begins "putting the wood to them" as the saying goes.
To take a step back, in the "good old days" of long range fishing a giant yellowfin hitting the deck undoubtedly meant one thing - a bloody spectacle typically initiated by a crewmen wielding a baseball bat bludgeoning the vanquished beast's head to a pulp to prevent an out of control, potentially dangerous flapping episode as the creature awakens on deck. Definitely effective, the bludgeoning approach unfortunately missed the sweet spot on occasion (although you'd never know by appearance) temporarily stunning the fish but failing to prevent the inevitable eruption later. Next, the fish was haplessly heaved into the brine well, slamming down amongst it's frozen brethren to settle into the form it displays when again exposed. I know we were young back then and the glory of the kill was hot in our veins, but I can't help but marvel at our primitive approach when today's alternative is much more effective and produces a tremendous difference in the quality of the fish.
Even when the fishing is red hot, this crew maintains premium quality, professional fish handling standards, spiking every fish with a thin metal pith as it is gently laid on deck, then follows the spike with a thin metal wire threaded down the spinal column to deaden the nerve endings firing along the spine. While this process is taking place, the fish is also bled then allowed to rest five to ten minutes as the blood drains from the rugged muscle tissue leaving a delicate premium product behind. Finally after the fish is weighed on our scale located on the stern (if assessed at two hundred pounds), it is dressed out (gilled and gutted), and thoroughly cleaned before being quickly immersed in the RSW tanks maintained at twenty eight to thirty degrees until the product is unloaded into the dock side slush totes or carts.
Ten, even five years past I would not have believed producing this premium quality product was possible as the amount of organization and effort required to accomplish this demanding process was simply beyond my imagination. Keep in mind this process is all taking place while order is being maintained and astonishing feats are occurring at the rail. But today this crew of Captain Brett Rouintree, Captain Sean Bickel, Captain Brian Cook, Joey Conrad, Steve Gregonis, newest Royal Star crewman Moses Milton, and the galley team of Executive Chef Tommy Zee, Chef Drew Rivera, and Eduardo Vargas handle the demands like professionals with, using an old cliché, the precision of a well oiled machine.
Yes, the purpose of this report is to indulge in more self promotion; I feel the present Royal Star crew is literally unmatched in their overall ability and performance in the field of long range fishing, but it is also to convey my sincerest thanks and appreciation to these young men who deserve incredible recognition for the standards they have pioneered in this industry. Thank you guys from both Randy and I.
If you are not busy tomorrow morning the Royal Star crew would be ecstatic to see you at the dock watching this historic morning unfold. Come see the fish and see for yourselves what I am promoting. We hope to see you there.
Royal Star crew 2005
Our final full day was spent in leisure along the beautiful rugged baja coast catching a few yellowtail and calico bass while enjoying yet another day of magnificent, flat calm weather. We actually saw a fair amount of yellowtail in the first zone we fished, but with the load of fish we are carrying, we kept only a few handfuls, released a few others, and continued on our way, satisfied to leave them alone for the next time or when we may really need them. Our group of anglers, still on cloud nine following the best day of fishing of their lives, have taken full advantage of the setting partaking in plenty of spirited hijinks fueled by the pervasive celebratory atmosphere, and certainly more than one cocktail. As reported earlier, the production phase of the voyage has long since passed and these anglers are content to have a good time, catch a few fish, and bask in the glory of what they have seen and accomplished. At day's end we headed up the line clearing the famed, yet dreaded, north end of Cedros island after traveling up the equally famous, coveted flat calm lee side of the island just after dark. I am pleased to report that last night there was no noticeable difference from the lee to the weather side and as such we will likely make on final stop tomorrow for a few lunch and/or steamer fish while heading for home.
Now that all is said and done and we are heading up the line, I am naturally spending a great deal of time reflecting upon the yellowfin tuna fishing experiences of the past three weeks. With this in mind I am compelled to share a few of the more significant conclusions I have arrived at in addition to indulging in a little self promoting.
First of all, simply because this is what we do, I can not help but compare our fishery with other exotic destinations known for producing significant quantities of giant yellowfin tuna. These past few weeks have been the most incredible example one could imagine of the unique essence of long range fishing available no where else in the world. There are the displays of giant yellowfin crashing all around the boat when we stop, leaving heart stopping boils the size of whale footprints (in fact that is what we have now dubbed them) and clearing the water in amazing, acrobatic leaps. The surface bites some anglers received this trip where voracious burly and mean giant yellowfin, backs twenty inches across with big shoulders, pursue their desperate baits charging the boat; like one of today's biggest NFL linemen busting through the defensive line with blood in his eyes bound for the scrambling quarterback. The heart pumping experience of joining five, ten, even fifteen of your fellow anglers at the rail all tied into the biggest fish of their lives while the crew works genuine miracles dodging, weaving, and twisting to make order out of even the most potentially chaotic situations. And of course the afterglow, the satisfaction; unspeakably indescribable to one without perspective in this sport. For those without perspective it is only comparable to one thing - passion; the satisfaction one feels following the conquest of your ultimate dream.
Then the camaraderie; living the experience with your brothers; meaning like individuals who share your unique interest in this spectacular sport found nowhere else in the world. To describe the energy, the sense of accomplishment, the vibrant buzz among a group of twenty or thirty individuals following the best day of fishing in the history of this sport is only comparable, I believe, to perhaps a professional sports team following the greatest game of their lives.
One can not find anything or anywhere in the world of sport fishing to match the potential, what is available, to an angler venturing a long range voyage today. The rare combination of the richest, most productive stretch of ocean on earth, the finest vessels specially constructed to carry anglers to these areas of unmatched potential and make the most out of the opportunities they encounter, and the experience in this fishery we offer, tens of thousands of days of combined operator experience, all working together to find and remain on the best areas of fish. And lastly, the experience among the crewmen on these vessels, dedicated young men directly responsible for the tackle and technique improvements in this sport that have lead to the amazing catches of giant yellowfin we are witnessing today. Where is anything even remotely close to this combination available in this world today? Nowhere is the answer.
I have plenty more to say but will save some for tomorrow as I know most of you will stop reading if I continue on. A good day to all of you as we begin our day fishing on the beach in beautiful conditions.
The beautiful, flat calm weather continues to grace the most important stage of our voyage: fishing time. We passed the day in fine style enjoying some classic fall ridge action on 20 - 40# yellowfin that we gladly released, a few wahoo caught on both the anchor and the troll, and a mix of a few yellowtail and burly grouper to round out the exotic category. It is such a rare occasion that we find ourselves in the position to actually relax and fish, free of the competitive pressure that accompanies this occupation, that we enjoyed ourselves perhaps even more than our group of thoroughly satisfied anglers, who, amazingly, appeared none the worse for the wear following two consecutive days of intense, physically demanding giant yellowfin tuna action. In fact, most anglers were ready and raring to go well before dawn ready to charge the wahoo and yellowtail today. Man, even I am impressed by that kind of enthusiasm. As such we did our best to satisfy the angling urge and as reported, I actually think most anglers were relieved just to wet a line without the possibility of hooking a monster that would require a life altering effort to subdue.
Now we head north with plans to target coastal species tomorrow pursuing yellowtail at a similar pace as today. With at least one more day of gorgeous weather in the forecast, we are all looking forward to a comfortable ride up the line tonight.
Words can not really describe the sentiments we possess following a day of giant yellowfin tuna fishing that will go down in the history books as the finest ever, again, that this fleet has ever experienced. As I write this message, reports are coming in from boats that remained in the area with catches of two hundred pound yellowfin tuna similar to the scores coming from places such as Clipperton and Hurricane bank last year in entire trips! Fourteen over two hundred with another six from one ninety to one ninety eight was our grand total in addition to several others in the one hundred eighty pound class and a handful of "tiny" one sixties and one seventies we released. Particularly spectacular in our case is that we accomplished all this before one thirty p.m. and found ourselves, with all holds at maximum capacity, in the distressing position of having to leave the best day of giant yellowfin fishing we have ever seen long before dark; traditionally the best time of day. One can only speculate, but it is very safe to say, in light of the fact that the final dozen or so fish we landed were in the one hundred ninety five to two hundred fifty pound class, and they were still biting eagerly, that there would have been plenty more action on giant "cows" had we remained drifting. This speculation was actually verified by our good friends on the Red Rooster who took over our biting school when we departed and landed another seven from two hundred to two hundred ninety pounds before dark! This fact in addition to the overall significance of this incredible day on the water removed any form of complaint we could muster about our premature departure; not that we really had any. At day's end, when all is said and done, I find myself feeling genuine emotion about this trip, this day, and this stretch of fishing.
I know I stated it previously, but the only way I can relate the significance of this fishing is that we, meaning all the long range captains, have been waiting our entire lives, or better said, fishing careers, to experience fishing like this; in my case twenty years. All discussions among us on the radio at present contain statements of pure wonder and amazement that this fishing is actually taking place; something like we want to pinch ourselves to see if this is actually real.
And so we head north with a boat load of giant yellowfin, thirty of which we know are over two hundred pounds, with plans to fish our way up the coast reveling in the glory of our good fortune with a strong emphasis on simply having a good time. Of course we will be targeting other species while on the ridge and above the following day, but we are far past the stage of seeking any quantity of fish. Enjoyment and perhaps a few types of fishing we don't regularly do will be on the agenda so we sign off today on a thankful note, thankful that we were able to experience this marvelous day of fishing and be witnesses to the unlimited potential of the ocean we spend so much time on.
Due to the unprecedented big tuna fishing on recent 10-day trips, Tim and I have a few suggestions. First, don't go overboard on buying gear or learning new connections. Second, avoid the short topshots and fluorocarbon as this fish has been biting very well. Third, if you have the following three rigs you will be fine. If you don't, call the office and we will arrange to have them for you. If you have extra gear, double up on rig #2.
Calstar 765H or 760H
Penn or Shimano 2-speed 50
50-200 yard 80lb topshot with 130lb spectra backing
Calstar 760H or XH
Penn or Shimano 2-speed 50W
50-200 yard 100lb topshot with 130lb spectra backing
Calstar 760H or XH
Penn or Shimano 2-speed 50W or 80
25-100 yards 130 or 150lb topshot with 150-200lb spectra backing
These three suggestions are a general guideline, if you don't have the exact rigs try to match them with something comparable.
There's nothing quite like a big slice of humble pie to adjust one's perspective. As much as we disdained the flavor yesterday, apparently it was part of a grander scheme necessary to prepare our appetite for better things to come today. And come they did beginning right at dawn and ending after dusk. With nine over two hundred, six from one ninety five to one ninety nine and another thirty one in the one hundred fifty to one hundred ninety pound class, this was one of the finest days of offshore fishing Royal Star has ever seen. The amazing overnight transformation of this zone was spectacular as the picture was obviously different from the get go this morning returning to the mode of last week with plenty of big fish to go around for everybody.
And so it continues. The best giant yellowfin tuna fishing long range anglers have ever seen is showing no signs of abating so prepare accordingly if you are scheduled on our upcoming trips. Providing conditions hold up, there is no telling how long this unbelievable run of big fish will hang around. If one uses history as a measure, this zone continued to produce phenomenal catches of big yellowfin all the way into January of 2003. With the caliber of this action and the unprecedented fishing we have experienced over the past three week period, honestly nothing would surprise me.
As we did a fantastic job of conserving hold space yesterday, we have plenty of bait and hold space for another fine day of catching giant yellowfin tomorrow; amazing how that worked out. So here we go hoping that tomorrow will be another up day on the big fish grounds to finish our time in the lower zone on a good note.
"The bigger they come the harder they fall" is the saying that comes to mind when I reflect upon this day that began on the wrong foot for us and aside from one brief moment of glory, really never got better. Whatever the reason it was just not our day as there were some fish to be caught and most of the guys here doing it, but we were left out in the cold despite being in the exact same area doing the exact same thing. Needless to say the anguish we are feeling is especially extreme in light of the fact that we wasted a day of beautiful weather perfect for catching giant yellowfin tuna. I could offer some humorous anecdote to brush off the hideous sense of failure and disgust we feel, but the fact is that in no way is it funny. Regardless we are not new to fishing and know that every day can not be ours. So, here we camp in fantastic weather hoping to get out on the right side of the bed in the morning and make things right tomorrow.
One final bright note is a message I have for Ross Toussieng informing him of his dad's new membership in the two hundred pound club, twice, with a 212 yesterday and a 232 today.
And so it continues. All those hours of meticulous rigging paid big dividends as this was another epic day of fishing for giant yellowfin on the offshore grounds. Seven over two hundred was our total on big cows with another seventeen in the 160 - 196# class. Amazingly, the vast majority of our catch was made during our final stop of the day between the hours of four and seven p.m. when the smoke cleared and the last fish was put aboard. I know I have been exhausting the dictionary of adjectives when describing the experience of this run of big fish, but even my best efforts can not do the present and past two weeks action justice. Suffice to say that I, and I believe all of my colleagues out here, have been waiting our whole lives for this fishing. It is that good. At the end of a day such as this, we are beat; our hands shredded, our backs and muscles sore, our minds numbed from the exhausting effort of managing a rail with five to fifteen anglers simultaneously being dragged around by mean, rugged, and determined giant yellowfin, but we would not exchange the satisfaction of this pain for anything. We are in fishermen's heaven at present; living a dream right here and now.
I imagine I should include the joy and satisfaction of our anglers as well who are for the most part in complete awe of these fish in all their glory. Keep in mind again that this is a fall ten day voyage we are on and very few, if any, anglers who booked on this voyage ever imagined they would be experiencing the best giant yellowfin tuna fishing of their lives on a long range trip such as this; yet another facet of this fishing that makes it so rewarding and so incredibly special. To introduce anglers to our greatest fishing passion, the quest for giant yellowfin, has always been a driving force for Randy, our crew and I, and this is no doubt the epitome of our years in this quest.
As I said I could go on and on but for now I have said enough. Of course we will be in this zone again tomorrow with our fingers crossed, spirits high, and senses razor sharp as the high stakes of this type of fishing are in full swing.
We accomplished exactly what we set out to do today; catch a good layer of fish to begin our first well, shake the kinks out of our muscles and get familiar with each other at the rail, and have a good, relaxing first day of fishing while doing it. Twenty to thirty pound tuna provided the main excitement in our chosen zone today although a few marauding wahoo were landed and quite a few more were sent on their way packing various hardware to remember us by. We can only hope that tomorrow will go as well as we are officially underway for the big fish area that again today produced some remarkable giant yellowfin tuna fishing. We are well prepared, backed up with the right load of bait, and thankfully looking at a decent weather forecast for at least tomorrow, so following one more sleepless night for most of us, we will finally arrive in what we hope will be the promised land.
We had a nice leisurely day of traveling down the line talking and rigging in preparation for the fishing phase of our voyage beginning tomorrow. After circulating around the boat yesterday as well as the previous voyage, I have to jump up on my soapbox and address a recent trend that appears to be more and more prevalent.
We have been faced with a fair number of anglers who arrive with mounds of equipment all rigged up and ready to go on the advice of various individuals who have been long range fishing for giant yellowfin in the past and landed fish in the two and even three hundred pound size class. To begin with, I think it is fantastic that the anglers dispensing advice are so generous to offer their time and enthusiasm, but I caution all to keep the present fishing, the present dynamics, in mind when preparing for your voyage. What we have been encountering is a number of anglers rigged up for situations in the past that although were appropriate then, are not ideal for now.
With this in mind I wish to offer the best advice to all anglers venturing a long range voyage. Call the office of your chosen long range vessel and ask to speak with one of the operators or crewmen regarding tackle rigging specifics for your voyage. In most cases all of our operations have a highly qualified individual to provide such information through a return phone call. I would even venture that most long range offices would be happy to reference such a request directly to the boat if someone was not available shore side to answer your questions. By referring your inquiries directly to the vessel you will be fishing with, anglers can avoid the situation we have experienced several times during the past three weeks that goes something like this.
Crewman: " Hi sir, I see you are rigging with a ten foot fluorocarbon topshot connected directly to your spectra."
Angler: " Yep so and so (prominent long range big tuna angler) told me this is the only way to go, he caught all of his fish like this two years ago on his successful voyage."
Crewman: " Well that sounds great but you really don't need that rig as the fish have been readily accepting one hundred to one hundred thirty pound monofilament. Also, I'm sorry to say that those type rigs will likely cost you fish in this scenario as there is zero shock absorption. The percentage of hook pulls and break off's are terrible when using such outfits."
Angler (now either hugely disappointed or fuming): " But so and so told me this is the way to go, I rigged twenty ten foot top shots of varying line sizes, it took me six hours in my garage, I've put a hundred fifty bucks in these rigs just for this trip."
Crewman (now uncomfortable but steadfast as he knows the Captain will be mighty upset if a big fish is lost due to such rigging): " Well I hate to say it but we are going to have to get you set up differently for this trip to stack the odds as high as possible in your favor while pulling on one of these big fish."
Angler: " Well o.k., let's do what we have to do to make it right."
Of course this fictional scenario does not represent all cases, but it makes the point. The best source for fishing information on your upcoming long range voyage is the boat you are scheduled with. This is not to say that you can't get good advice from experienced long range anglers and tackle stores, you can, but leave the specific rigging details to the guys on the boats who are on the water hundreds of days per year in a professional capacity.
That said, we will arrive at our first destination this morning with plans to shake the kinks out, get familiar with the routine, and comfortable with each other at the rail before continuing down the line towards big fish country. With any luck we will start the trip on a good note with a few fish in the tank at day's end.
As one can imagine expectations are soaring following Capt. Toussaint's extraordinary catch of twenty four yellowfin over two hundred pounds in addition to fourteen others in the one hundred sixty to one hundred ninety pound class. Even more exceptional is the fact that all of the long range vessels on scene during the past week have experienced similar action establishing a new standard in fall ten day fishing that any of us will be lucky to repeat in our lifetimes. I know that is a significant statement to make, but it is a small measure of how incredible this giant yellowfin tuna fishing has been for the long range fleet during the past two weeks. Historical, unprecedented, landmark: however one wishes to describe it, the 2005 fall season will be recorded as the best action on giant yellowfin tuna EVER in long range fishing (to date). This statement even takes in to account all of the unbelievable action at Hurricane Bank last year, the Baja coastal fishing in 2003, the land of the giants - Clipperton island in all the year's past, and even our tragically lost, cherished Revillagigedo islands. Never in the history of all those world renowned giant yellowfin haunts do I recall a catch to match Randy's twenty four over two hundred pounds in just over twenty four hours. Yes, there have been several voyages that have returned with greater numbers of two hundred pound fish aboard, but what separates the catches among the long range fleet during the past week from those fantastic catches in recent year's past is the time frame in which the boats have to work. The guys at present are making catches equivalent to the historical hauls of giants in one third the amount of time.
I have to say that our success percentages on yellowfin over two hundred pounds have improved dramatically over the past five years, mainly due to advances in tackle - specifically wind - on leaders, and techniques, but this in no way minimizes the significance of what these boats and crews are producing. The long range fleet is presently demonstrating that there is no fishery in the world that matches the potential of the area we fish and the experience we have in our profession. It is not luck that is putting these unbelievable catches of giant yellowfin on board; it is what we do.
That said we certainly have our work cut out for us as we are again heading down the line hoping and praying through sleepless nights, for me beginning about five days ago, that the weather remains favorable and the fish remain present and hungry. In our profession we call the scenario "running on the blood" when a trip departs following an extraordinary period of good catching. It is the most difficult setting to leave in because as fishermen, who have been through many different cycles, we know that good fishing, especially extraordinary fishing, does not last forever.
So off we go loaded for bear with a great group of anglers and beautiful load of bait ready for whatever the ocean metes out to us this voyage. As previously mentioned hopes are immeasurable so we will see if we can't pull a few rabbits out of a hat of our own.