Well, we started off in the hot yellowtail zone this morning. Us and 4 of the other long range boats. I'm not at all going to call it a bust, it just wasn't what we were hoping/expecting. Things were a little on the slow side. It perked up for a little while but it was short lived. It wasn't bad. I mean we caught almost 50 yellows there before lunch. And they were nice ones too, let me tell you. 26 pound average is my guess without weighing a single one. Maybe 28, OK. But by lunch it was done, done, done. So we got mobile. It wasn't for a few hours before we found something worthy to shut down on. We found a kelp and caught another 25 beautiful tails. I mean beauts.
So we can't complain. 75 gorgeous yellowtail today to go with flat calm, sunny weather. I can think of many, many days out here where I would have paid plenty for a day like we had today. We're making that move while we still can. We'll be getting our Island on tomorrow. Hopefully we can put some more quality yellows on board and fish our last couple days up there in tuna land.
Getting to know your crew: Mark didn't inherit his eating habits from his dad. Nope. Mr. Clark himself is out here in the flesh and I've bussed his plate twice now and I haven't seen a finished plate by a long shot. Mark would never. Especially now with him being hungry all day and all with the diet. Oh, and I guess I have tendonitis in my Supinator muscle which is awesome Stoked.
Matt Hess? Shame on you buddy. I'm supposed to give you a shout out here and I don't even no what to say to you I'm so disappointed. Oh well, see you next time I guess. And Joe Miller. My buddy Joey. You were the first one Jed and I asked about. Get yourself all fixed up and we'll see you next year. We love you and we miss you buddy.