7/22/13

We covered an impressive span of ocean today, undoubtedly scouring at least four miles of surface in every
direction, for a big fat zero on the bluefin; nothing, nada, zilch. The most beautiful looking conditions one could
ever ask for and an effort consistent with our ability produced a few nice yellowfin and nothing more. It was a
down day; equitable in this case with a swift kick in the groin. What a disappointing result for such sublime
conditions.

And that is fishing, at it's finest. Other than a showing on miniature bluefin close to home everything had it's
nose in the mud. Yesterday's hot area laden with fish was a desert and the zones that were absolutely loaded for
weeks down below were virtually fishless. The big question now of course is where did they go? Or, as I mentioned
before, did they go? My guess is not.

There is another showing on bluefin presently lining up that will wow us in it's magnitude. One can take this
prophecy to the bank. The amount of fish around, even though one would never know from recent results, is too large
to disappear for good. Needless to say we have our thinking caps on reasoning, guessing, and formulating the next
move that will position us to take advantage of, or better yet produce, the next showing offshore.

It won't be tomorrow though. Time has a way of evaporating when nothing goes into the hatch. One fishless day
becoming two or three is not to our liking, and most times avoidable with good information and planning. Tomorrow
will be focused on alternate species while keeping close tabs on the grounds above.

Tim Ekstrom


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