Day four was better fishing, about a dozen fish were boated. By 4PM I still had not had a bite, I changed the 100lb leader on my new MAK16, tied on a new 4/0 hook and cast out an other sardine. In disbelief, I got bit. After 4 days of zero bites I was on, now I was worried about all the lines on me and the fact that the fish hadn't slowed one bit with only about 1/4 of my line left. Did I say I hadn't had a bite in four days, I really wanted this fish in the boat. The fish finally stopped, the lines were cleared, and I started getting some line back. With Art's assistance, the fish took me across the transom and then up to the bow. About 30 minutes later, Art called for gaffs in the bow, they stuck the fish and the second Cow of my life hit the deck. It taped out at 217 but weighed 210lbs at the dock, not a personal best but my second Cow. I was over being grumpy. I was lucky as the hook had straightened out. When I got home I compared it to packs of hooks I had, turns out I had put some 3/0 Owner's in my 4/0 slot. It worked, but just barely. Day five of fishing started good for me, I boated a 110lber while fishing a skippy. Fishing was slow again, only four tuna were boated and no kite fish. Five marlin were hooked throughout the day which was quite a show. I hooked about a 400lb blue on a Skippy, that thing peeled off half a mile of line (800yds) with Heavy drag (HEAVY) in nothing flat. All the marlin either broke off or were released. Day six I was up in the kite. Both kites got bit, mine was a 50lber and Roman boated one about 180lbs - you never know what your going to get. After that, I caught a smallish 10lb tuna, put it on my big bait rig and sent it out. After an hour of soaking my tuna I was about done, needed to hit the head and get sunscreen on but I decided to let the bait out one more time. After the bait stopped, I barely put the reel in gear and started slowly reeling it back it. Almost immediately the bait was hit and I put the reel back it free spool. I waited, using Dane's thumb method (apply gentle pressure with your thumb until you can't stop it with your thumb, then add drag), then I waited a bit longer and added drag. The fish made a small run but wasn't fighting much, I thought it might be a shark but there was a bit of tail beat. I gained most of the line back then it turned into a big mean tuna. After a bit, with Travis leading the way, I switched from the starboard corner to the port corner. The guys cleared some lines and the rest was pretty textbook but dang that fish could pull. They got the Y out and gaffs were ready, one final lift and they stuck my third lifetime Cow and my second of the trip. Captain Sam taped it at 225lbs, it weighed 239lbs at the dock, a new personal best. Our next day of fishing was the worst of all the slow fishing. By mid afternoon only two tuna had been boated, both by Rocky. This was one of thoughs trips that experience made a huge difference. I think the top 5 or 6 people accounted for over half the fish caught. With 4 fished tagged and two cows I was lucky enough to be at the tail end of that top list. The crew pulled the hook and Captain Sam pointed the boat towards the Ridge; Captain Sam had had enough. The Spartacus marathon started a new. Three and a half days of travel, some amazing seas and the most amazing sunrise I remember ever seeing for some stubborn yellowtail fishing (only a handful). So two more days days of travel North to fish Bluefin. It got rough! I took a couple photos but it got so rough after that you couldn't be outside. Several of us were sea sick (yes, 31 years in the Navy and I get sea sick). Second day was better. Sam found the Bluefin but they laughed at us. 16 days, seven bites, four tuna tagged, a blue marlin released, a shark, and one lost tuna at deep color (line wrapped around the hook). I had two Cow's and took second place in the Jackpot with a 239lber, between Rocky's 244lb and Dales 238lb. It was tough fishing but the quality of what we caught was high.