There is an extremely satisfying element to those successful nights on the bluefin grounds when proverbial justice is served. After enduring torturous teasing the entire day as seemingly endless spots of crashing bluefin reject our every advance, the cover of darkness flips the script. Armed with big gear and blood thirst those maddeningly untouchable daytime beauties are handily ravaged under the cloak of darkness. Ahhhh, how satisfying! 
Another good round of night action in primo weather sent us south confident that our job in the western zone is complete. Now variety in both species and scenery beckons from below. Enjoy today's image of 30 year plus Royal Star angler and friend John Strock and the boys celebrating a great, early morning triumph!