Posted: 08:18:00

Timing was back in our favor today as we enjoyed a relaxing day of travel and breaking down in light to calm wind conditions with a gentle, rolling northwest ground swell that cushioned the ride. There is very little to report in the way of activity here other than the usual chores we tend to in preparation for our arrival and subsequent departure that in this case does not come until next Friday. Actually, in light of the weather reports for the middle of next week, it is probably a good thing.

By far the exciting news to forward is the continuing steady action on giants down below with the guys again logging big days. Needless to say I wish we were still there. All in all we had a very nice trip that produced an adequate quantity to both mid ranger and giants stored in both frozen and fresh condition. Any twelve day voyage that yields fifteen over the two hundred mark, with two of those over three hundred, and a quantity of fish that put us into our center hold is a glowing success by all standards.

But, I have to say that in one way the conclusion of this voyage left me wanting as the one big day, that one hit that launches a voyage into the epic category, despite our best efforts, just didn't happen. For whatever reason after we dedicated all of our effort to the big fish zone we had to fight, claw, kick, and scratch for every fish that came over the rail. Not that there is anything wrong with working for them. When it comes to that type fishing we maintain our status among the very best. But, as a true fisherman, I am always yearning for, always seeking, and never completely satisfied, until we achieve that big hit. For whatever reason it wasn't meant to happen this voyage. Our timing simply didn't coincide with the big day. Again, we have plenty of fish and plenty of big ones - a good trip by any and every standard. It is just inherent in my nature to desire better and seek more. That is what separates the average fisherman from the highliner. Who would you rather have leading your fishing trip? The Captain who at the end of a marginal day relaxes, satisfied that it was good enough. Or the Captain, who at the end of the same day, is pounding his fist on the dash then tossing and turning all night pining on what he could have done better and scheming on what he will do to make it better the next day.

So, with the set back handed to us by the weather a couple of nights ago, we will arrive at Fisherman's Landing around 1100 Sunday morning ready to pitch off this beautiful load of fish and prepare the boat for our next departure. Our final photos of the voyage feature long range veteran Bruce Chisholm who proved that age is no excuse to prevent anglers from tackling these giant yellowfin tuna. With two over the two hundred mark this voyage, Bruce is a living example of the "old bull and the young bull" fable. Bruce is pictured here in action pulling on his first "deuce" of the trip, a 244. And then with his prize on the scale highlighted in the early morning sun. Finally, I am throwing in one more shot of James Cahillane looking on as his 277 comes through the gate.

In closing, I want to extend our gratitude to this fantastic group of individuals who melded into an exemplary team of anglers at the rail while enjoying themselves every step of the way. Through every stage of the voyage there were smiles, laughter, and good times being had. In the end, that atmosphere is the true measure of a successful long range voyage.

We will be at the dock until Friday, January 22nd so look for Randy's fishing reports to commence thereafter. We may have more information to share throughout the week however so keep checking daily to keep up with any news or reports.

Tim Ekstrom

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