We ran out to his spot and it was dead.
We burned holes in the water for 5 hours and pretty much had given up when Clark told me to head east and check out the break near the 125 line.
A few minutes later, Kevin yelled "jumpers", and I turned around to see a whole bunch of tuna boiling and jumping way out of the water.
We tried to slide in with no luck, so we trolled around and pretty soon had a double on the troll and started picking them off one at a time with live bait.
Just as soon as it started, the bait stop ended (zero missed fish) and that was it for the day.
We are sitting out tomorrow, but at it again soon.