"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.