At 1330 hrs yesterday, I was already formulating the day's report in my head explaining how this island had seen better days and we were hastily traveling into the coast with no other options available. Before any of this became fact however, Captain Toussaint and I (functioning as chief engineer this voyage) believed there was one final area to look over before we officially declared Guadalupe a bust. As fate would have it, this final area proved to be the zone, and we got our trip off the ground with a steady late afternoon scratch on the beautiful quality yellowfin tuna we have been enjoying here all season. Better late than never, and with plenty of time to dedicate to the effort out here, we have no plan to relocate unless forced to do so. I can say is that there were some very good indications late yesterday that things were changing for the better so tomorrow promises to the true test.