After hearing the Supremes' report of good fishing at the rocks, we decided to swing for the fence and make the run down there. We arrived at 0900, got the anchor down, and started to hook fish right away. After staying busy on 30-60 pound fish for about an hour and a half, it was as if somebody flipped a switch and all the life went away! Not only that, the wind increased to almost 30kts. making it tough to fish. We stuck it out as long as we could but had to bail out around 1700 and head for the beach to try for yellows. I talked to a dive boat that happened to be anchored up in tight to the rocks and he said that it was weird, all the tuna and wahoo were in 50 feet of water or less! Mixing it up with the triggers and rudder fish. We always assumed that when we didn't see the fish anymore, that it was out off the edge; maybe we had it backwards.