We got the job the done in fine style today with good mid morning action on 30 - 50# yellowfin that turned into 70 - 120# fish as the day progressed into afternoon. A fair sprinkling of wahoo kept things lively with every half hour or so producing another rooster tail of spray accompanied by that unmistakable slicing whoosh of monofilament tearing through the water at mach three. Naturally following this adrenaline pumping audio and visual display is the desperate angler attempting the almost impossible feat of following their fish heading out and beyond. One can only hope that the fish does not head under the boat in the area of the bow, particularly near the anchor line as many a tale are told of the razor like qualities of monofilament with a wahoo on one end. Unfortunately we were able, again, to verify the truth in these fabled instances as we fell victim to a slack anchor line, sawed off at the water's surface, at the peak of our mid day action. The story improves from there and short of typing a short novel it will take too long to relate, but unbelievably enough we not only recovered in the fishing department but recovered our lost gear, anchor and all. The beautiful weather continues and with that in mind we are perfectly satisfied with our present state of affairs. We are making a jump inside tonight setting ourselves up for a shot at cows down the line following a day of what we hope will be good "jerkin' and pullin' "action tomorrow.