Added a more complete report and pics at the bottom, sorry no edit magic to make the pics and story flow, but you’ll get the idea! We left Wednesday night and Greg advised we would be headed south 60-70Nm with 18 on our regular charter. We had the boat loaded down with donations from BD Outdoors, Monster Energy, 4 Sons Brewing and the SRC. Jason stuffed a box full of excellent swag for the charter and crew, Jason, here’s to you getting back in form as soon as possible. The most important factor, outside of the boat and crew, is the people who make the trip. I took a lesser role this year and GKim stepped up and filled the charter with returners from the original group, some going back 15 years. We woke day one and immediately it was on. Flyline and sinker rigs did the damage well into mid morning. The balloon with the double trouble also was putting in work and giving us all a shot. Ryan served up an excellent breakfast and the mid day BFT lull set in. What was foamers, foamers everywhere, turned into not one anywhere. We struck off to a new area and lunch came in, an absolutely delicious pub burger. The meals were excellent the entire trip. We puddled around for a few more, but the damage had been done in the AM to mid morning. Most of those fish were that 70-100 with a 1.5 battle on 60 pound for a near 100 fish. Brutal, brutal fish these are. We had a little Sashimi and Poke mid day snack then Chicken Parmesan finished the day. Day 2 started out looking for spots and Bluefin being Bluefin. Breakfast was biscuits and gravy with bacon and eggs. A Charcuterie platter was the mid AM snack. About mid day we find a generous paddy and put in a few drifts with 28 YT in that 15ish range with the usual chaos that paddy fishing amongst friends delivers. Another Sashimi and Poke platter, then an epic battle in the bow on 20 pound for a 35 class BFT, and that was day 2. Dinner was insane, a center cut pork chop on mashed potatoes with a light brown gravy and just cooked julienne apples on top, with asparagus. Tiramisu finished that one off. The 4 Sons IPA was a perfect match. Day 3 started out a bit southwest with the BFT playing hide and seek. Breakfast, yup it got even better, Eggs Benedict. Lunch was carnitas tacos, done perfectly. We got on them late in the day and they ignored almost all of our offerings and these were all around 100 grade fish. Another charcuterie platter for a snack. Almost all of our offerings. The double trouble rig was getting slammed in foamers and this turned into a spectator sport with sometimes two fish hanging and a balloon or kite working with blow ups happening. The starboard rail was full and the cheers would go out on the boil, then mad howls once the slack came tight. I was lucky and got my fish late this day, thing wore me out. Several of us took a knee in the corner over the course of three days. Greg stayed as absolutely late as he could just trying to keep that kite going, and we were well into extra innings. Like all things, this too found it’s time to end and we headed home leaving foamers so the next trip could board. Ryan made one last, tasty effort snd served short ribs over horseradish mashed potatoes. And of course, fresh baked peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream. Top shelf service with top shelf food. What worked, double trouble like a boss, fly line and sinker rig 50-60 pound, 3-6 ounces depending on drift. The hook selection was pretty straight forward, size 1 or 2 Owner Circle hook. We did have one of the boys sneak out a 20 pound rig on day 2 with a size 4 or 6 J hook, we all took turns heckling him in the bow until he landed a nice 35 class BFT sometime after. The rationale for the C hook being a corner hook for the longer battles meant fewer losses. What didn’t, not a whiff on poppers, snipers, iron even when tossed right in the mix. Where, 70 Nm south to as far as 30Nm west, and all points in between. Water was consistently high 60’s to low 79’s and plenty of color changes. We had consistent wind in that 7-10 Kn range and an average swell, but never was it uncomfortable. The stuff south had Sardines in their gut found today when cleaning along with the pinhead Chove. We saw lots of pinhead Chove all over and the meatballs were getting crushed by the foamers. There were fish, literally all over, not necessarily up all the time, but all over the place. BFT, 28, with about 70% of those the 70-100 pound models, many on flyline and sinker rigs. A happy kelp for 28 YT in the 15 pound model class. Boat and crew, epic, just worked themselves as hard as they could. They never took a break and never sat down. The boat moved all night, shutting down, then getting going again, looking for that school that may settle on it for the night. Food was insanely good. Greg, Justin, Harry and Nick killed it on deck, Ryan had us eating better than good the entire trip. This should be your go to boat.