My wonderful bride Tree was gracious enough to post my reports, so I won't bore you all with that stuff by restating trip info. It's all there. Same on pics, it was way too tough of a bite for me to take time to take pics, so I'm seriously lacking on photos here. Sorry, but rail time was THE KEY. On the travel down seminars, Kevin stressed a couple of times that a sliding 3 or 4 ounce egg sinker was the best way to get a bite. I can be a little hard headed, and I thought why won't they bite a 4 ounce torpedo sinker rubber banded on? Well, here to tell you, listen to the crew. The egg sinker was the ticket. At least on the drift it was. It didn't take long to find fish and porpoise, but there were no boils, no bites. After a few of these no fish stops, we finally hooked a few. Sure enough, egg sinker fishing. Both initial hookups were almost spooled, backups ready to throw in. So, here comes my second tip. Fill those reels up more. I see people whose reels are half full when the cast out! Now mine on the other hand, are crazy full. But I have never used a backup once. Most times I can stop a fish. I understand it takes more concentration on winding the line back and forth, but put some spectra on those rigs. OK, we got a couple fish going, and hook a few more. We suffered losses from too tight of drags, setting the hook on basically slack line, improper loading of spectra. All these losses could have been avoided IMO. Uggh the tangles that we experienced from 23 people soaking baits on 3 and 4 ounce sinkers was hideous. So I started running to the bow and fishing the egg sinker to stay out of the nausea. It didn't work the first day, but sure did the second day. I finally got a bite, landed a taped 218. The amount of threshers we caught was amazing. They were quite the pests, and a real fake out, as they have like a tail beat like a tuna. Just don't fight very hard at all. This day John hooked a good one, and it was a real tough tuna. John did a fine job, the tuna came up and breached during the fight. I haven't seen that much. Only once before. Anyhow, John, who ended up being our Sportsman of the Trip winner, lost this one due to a hook straightening out. He didn't use this brand or model again this trip. Later this day, I saw some boils, and had hopes of getting a bite flylined. Well, it happened. I got a bite on the 130# FC, only about 25-30 feet from the boat. Fish didn't take much line, Cameron Casper was my crew member. I got around the bow, back to the starboard stern corner, and put the wood to it on my Accurate ATD30, and Super Seeker 6463-XXXH rod. 22 minute fish that taped 270. Darn thing weighed 289 at the dock! That night, Kevin told me the 346 and 298 were caught on 80# line, so he said he would be fine with ME using 90# FC. So I did the next day. Now we were anchor fishing, which was my first time down here fishing on the anchor. Now, on the anchor, almost straight tuna, with the threshers coming on the egg sinkers. I hooked a good one on the new SS 2X4, and it took awhile, but taped 302. I got a 198 on 130# FC next, and a 150# on 200# FC just awhile later. All flylined sardines. Picking a bait was critical. Although it was tempting to pick those huge trout sized sardines, the best ones were the chubby baits about the size of a hot dog. That's my experience, your mileage may vary. Sometime we had a slight uphill trickle of a current, and I would hook a bait on and run to the bow. This worked well. Other times, there was a strange diagonal current, and again running to the bow and lobbing off the side got your bait closer to the boils. Point is, be aware, and don't be afraid to try strange things. New Year's day, fish boiling around, but we aren't hooking squat. Finally the kite goes, and Marilyn hands the fish off to her husband Bud. Bud fought this fish a long long time. Uphill tide, so I was fishing a bait on 90# FC again, and a big deep boil occurs near the surface, not far from the boat or where I think my bait is. I'm bit! I wind until I cannot physically wind anymore, and it's game on. Seemed normal at first, no big deal, then the afterburner kicked in. I told Kevin I have a hundred yards left, better get the backup. 50 yards, hook it on. I see silver, here we go, push the lever to full, and drop it in. Ok, fish still not slowing down, get the second backup on, but I finally stop it with as big a bend in the rod I can muster. I'm gaining line back, and I see my rod. I get it on the boat, and wind like heck, I'm gaining on him. I actually get the fish within 150 feet, making huge circles around the boat, but I can't make a stand. Then it takes off again. All my line gone, backup, second backup, and it is so far out there I think the Red Rooster 3 is going to run over my line. We are yelling, waving our arms, calling on the phone, finally Andy turns off. Whew! Now at this point, I know I'm screwed. I have now been on the fish over 3 hours, we only have one more backup, after that, we would have to pull the anchor. Thing is, we have the school and life around us. If we leave, we lose all that. At this point, I am bumming hard. The tail beat with two backups out there is the hugest tail beat I've ever seen. I had to make a stand, push the drag up on the backup, and stop the ba$tard. Well, the amount of chewing he had done on the line was simply too much. And I lost it. :? I was quiet, didn't say anything to anybody, just reeled in, put the rod away, grabbed another rod, pinned on a bait, and lobbed a sardine out. I was bit in just a matter of minutes. Now this poor fish was screwed. He was getting the wrath of a frustrated fisherman, as I put the wood to this one. I was shocked it was that big, as it came in within 30 minutes. Fished weighed 316 pounds at the dock! Redemption. Ok enough fish stories, how is this boat, really? There has been questions of the crew, how good are they? These guys are good, they make sure we don't lose many. Our Izorline rep Shauna Barton told me several times how much she thought the crew was excellent. They are. No doubt. I had one bout with the bulbous bow, but that was on the 289 and I dealt with it fine. The stern corners are bitchin because of the added 5 feet. The props and rudders are way back under. No worries there. And then Javier. He is amazing, how he turns out such fine meals day after day. No repeats. The Intrepid is a fine fishing vessel, with great ammenities, awesome crew and food. Give her a whirl.