With yesterday's measly results to compare to the bar of success was admittedly low. To say we were in need of a little something to get the adrenaline activated is an understatement. Aside from a brief morning flurry, and a mid-day rally for a couple of nice tuna, the four 'o clock hour rolled around and the outlook was flat bleak – no bites, no sign, no fish. Then the age old island pattern kicked in. Minutes left in the day, conditions ripe for something, the ones we were are looking for arrived on scene ready to eat. A classic sundowner was the result. Well into dark the chosen fifteen or twenty anglers reefed on a majority 125 – 195 pound yellowfin with a couple of nice deuces in the mix. As always some suffered the inevitable agony of defeat while others lived the glory of success. Text book islands is how I would describe it, to the letter. Now to keep the momentum; that down here is always easier said than done. Challenges a plenty await, but we are prepared. This veteran group of masters knows the score and will get the job done if we hold up our end. Good enough weather and abundant time are definitely in our favor. But that clock ticks fast in these zones. Photos today feature long time Royal Star veteran Blaine De Brouwer with a mid day dandy snared on the troll, and “Rock Cod Rick” Maxa doing Let's Talk Hookup and Fisherman's Landing Tackle proud with this sardine enticed 194. Big fish honors of the day go to Neil Barbour with a 243. Hot and heavy at the time Neil landed his trophy I missed the image before the beast was dressed and immersed in seawater at 30 degrees.