One prolonged drift was the afternoon total for just shy of a couple of handfuls of fat, 65-75 pound Bluefin. As for the showing stunning is hardly adequate in description. Massive "foamers" erupted in every direction tantalizing in their individual and collective performances. Wow. I'm honored, still, for the invitation to such spectacles. Nature's glory; a bad day to be an anchovy in that district. Camped for the night sea anchor assisted we await grandeur tomorrow, or whatever she is willing to yield.