I'm back, did you miss me? Frank wrote the report last night as we held off dinner for a while to see if we could muster an evening bite, but it was pretty much a non event. We continue to fish hard but with just one day of fishing left, it seems that it would be pretty much of a miracle to turn this into a great trip. Never the less, we are enjoying ourselves, the great food, the camaraderie, and the weather which today was bright sunshine, warm, and somewhat windy. The fish that are here are very picky about eating, but there never really was anywhere else to go so we will tough it out for the rest of the trip. Today we got seven tuna and eight Wahoo, Tuna of note were our charter master Jack's estimated 190 and for grins I'll throw in yours truly, 150 pounder both caught on the kite. For much of the day the current was running a different direction than the wind which made a difficult situation even worse. There is not much more to say, we will give it "heck" tomorrow and hope for the best.

POEM FOR THE DAY The chimp was soaking a chunk Composed of rotting junk If you got down swell You'd swoon from the smell The monk's hunk of junk stunk like skunk.