We begin on a high note - new hearts to rejuvenate confidence and ability while resuming our coveted
fishing routine. Loaded with primo sardines and greeted by a sea state suddenly becalmed, the harbingers
of success heralded our departure. Of course we engaged in a few standard first day back on the water
petty mechanical skirmishes, such is the inevitable fact after shutting the boat down for over thirty
days, but the big gear is in perfect working order, and we steam south in high spirits relieved to back
in fishing mode.
They are calling, of that I am convinced, now it is simply a matter of piecing the puzzle together to
coax more than a few on board. The first leg of this journey carries us to the lovely "Lands End" where
we are scheduled to meet our group of serious anglers on the 18th before sallying forth for eleven
fishing days. For now the days consist of running with perhaps a quick stop here and there to test the
waters in the interest of sustenance. Needless to say following just over a month at the pier the fish
larder is bare. We aim to rectify that tomorrow and beyond however, committing at least a few minutes to
the pursuit of our bread and butter Seriola Dorsalis, better known as yellowtail.
Reports continue from here forth documenting the progress of this maiden voyage; of a kind.