Among the many reasons a long range fishing voyage is such an incredible, unique experience is the fact that every trip an angler makes is vastly different in scenery, conditions, species targeted, and a whole host of other features. It is rather amazing when talking with veteran long range anglers to hear of successive trips at the same time of year that in no way even resemble each other. Expect the unexpected is the advice I give to all anglers, and never believe it is over until the very end. The one constant that long range anglers can count on is that things can change quickly and it is for this reason that one should never give up hope.

With that introduction you are probably ready for the long winded report of how we saved the trip and everything is now rosy. It is with great relief that I report that this is indeed true, we not only saved the trip but launched it into the stratosphere, but I don't want to bore with the same old descriptions of wide open action on incredible, twenty five to thirty five pound yellowtail tearing the ocean surface to pieces while hammering everything that hit the water for hours on end. The story of how we ultimately drove away from the crazed trophy class yellowtail because we had enough with every angler who wanted them boasting full limits. The spectacle of hundreds of big yellows carving giant caverns in the surface as they chased jigs and bait pouring over the side within inches of the hull. The amazing sight of these voracious gamesters actually chasing Royal Star as we pulled away desperately seeking those last few unfortunate baits that were, until that point, safely hiding out beneath the hull. Yeah I know, pretty boring stuff. Beautiful, flat calm conditions, perfect fishing current with balmy afternoon sunshine. Big yellows plowing the surface to shreds while beaming anglers indulge in the pure joy of their hobby and passion.

All kidding aside we could not have hoped for a better day of yellowtail action to reflect upon. It seems that about once or twice a year we get a shot at this size class fish and much to the delight and, to say the least, relief of everyone on board yesterday was the day. As the evening meal was served last night, the energy, elation, and exhaustion were intensely apparent as our satiated anglers reveled in the glory of their fantastic day on the water. It seems that good fortune was simply waiting to shine upon us this trip.

Now for the final leg of our voyage as we head out again offshore taking the chance that maybe, just maybe, the school of yellowfin, Big Eye, or both that we are seeking will be in our path today.