We were also a little nervous, as some of them drove all the way from Canada just to fish.
Plus, it was Captain Darrel's first trip as captain of Shake N Bake (I never cringed once and he greased it into the slip).
We ran out to a spot that had been good to us and damn near right away it blew up and we had a 45 minute bait stop and 13 on the decks.
After that, we stopped on meter marks and dropped bait.
At one point a greedy Mako attached itself to a tuna and while I was trying to unwrap a line I handed Gary the gaff and the next thing I know, he stuck it in the Mako that had a tuna in its mouth.
It was pretty steady all day and we needed 3-4 more when Darrel stopped on some meter marks, Clark threw some bait, and the ocean EXPLODED, with fish boiling everywhere.
Clark even jackpoled one when nobody was looking.
19 fish later, we were out of time and had to head for the barn.
It was one hell of a day.
Clark and I are at it again in the AM.