Short story: Went southwest, morning plunker bite on slightly larger than football YFT. 7pm bite on bigger grade, ~20-25lb. Total of 48 yft for 36 passengers. Longer story: Hop on the eclipse around 9:15ish Tuesday night. Recognize a few people, lots of custom rigs with a few rentals. The plan is to hit the spot from the day before where they hit the tuna on an overnight. It's not too far away so left the harbor around 1ish. Good idea to save the bait because it was a little rough out there. Got up around 6am, popcorn all over the water (Though it doesn't show in the pictures) Did some stretching while listening to Enya on the bow during the sunrise. That's right, I said Enya. It's not my place to tell you where we were, just Southwest will suffice. Quickly start seeing schools boil and the first tuna hit the deck around 8am. I hooked up and my seaguar knot broke at the 30lb to 25 flouro connection. Very frustrating way to start out. We put on 8 at the first stop and things are looking good. We stopped on school after school after school of breaking fish and get one or two on each stop. These tuna were VERY boat shy. Here's a short video taken from the bow. (No tuna caught on this school, that's how bad they didn't want our offerings) We played this game all afternoon, finding different schools after baiting the same one for a few tries. Schools were everywhere! I hooked up with a small tuna and got my skunk off. At one point though I could visually see 7 seiner boats towing tuna pens. We were surrounded. SMH. People have to earn a living but made me depressed. Everyone just knew the evening bite was just around the corner and hoped it was going to happen. Around 7pm we pull up to the 30th school of fish and the captain says "Let them have it!" I immediately hook up as well as another passenger. It's just us two for a little bit and takes me a bit to get it in. Stuck it and got a 24lber on board. After that it's steady 2, 3, 4 hook-ups going at once. You know the drill, "Boil!" "Fresh one!" Where you can't retie your knots quick enough. BUT, the theme of the trip all day was "Who's green spectra is this?" The same dude was tangling everyone up the whole trip and pissing some people off. Everyone was a noob once but he didn't follow directions well. Live and learn. The bite turned off after the sun set around 8:20ish. I believe we got around 26 on that stop for a total of 48 for the day. There was one very fishy dude who we killing it in the morning on 15lb test. He upped it to 25lb on the night bite with a longer rod to cast out past everyone else's bait and hooked up non-stop. He went 9 for 10! Freaking awesome, he knew what he was doing. Lively sardines were the key. One was caught on a popper, I think one or two on snipers and one or two on the flat fall. The boat/crew: Right when I boarded the crew went out of the way to introduce themselves and to get our names, shake hands, ask about our rigs, tie knots...etc. They weren't there just to get a paycheck, it was grade A customer service. I've been on a LOT of 1.5 day boats where the deck hands and passengers kept to themselves for the most part. Not here. Although it seems insignificant, it made a big impact for me at least. My bunk was in the corner and had a lot of room. Captain laid down the game plan, said we can tour the pilot house, use their binoculars if we wanted... Very cool. I had a burger for lunch and I know everyone raves about breakfast/lunch/dinner on these boats because we're all starving, but this was another level. He's not a cook but a chef. Arugula, huge paddy formed by hand, all the fixings, special sauce... amazing. Tri tip dinner looked amazing but I didn't grab any. The crew did an awesome job. I ended up winning the jackpot, at $10/head it was probably fairly big. I paid my $30 galley fee, kept $20 for gas and gave the rest to the crew. Outstanding operation.