Ok bear with me folks as this is literally my first season fishing offshore so if my enthusiasm seems over the top, it is. I launch out of Dana Point at 10am (late start, I know). I skip the bait barge as I've recently gotten sick of dead bait by the time I get to any spot. This is probably my fault. I decide that the usual spots are probably going to be too busy so I decide to head south to San Onofre and then just head west looking for any signs of life. The water was nice and blue today, 75 degrees and the waves were small so you could see for miles. At around 11am, I noticed some whitish water a couple miles in front of me. I make a beeline and can't believe that I'm seeing a "foamer" for the first time in my life. There was just one other boat (Parker I think) close to it and I try to hail it on channel 72. I tell the Parker that I'm not going to ruin his fishing area and I'm going to slowly sidle to his rear but way way back. No response. I put out my three trolling rigs (Cedar Plug at shotgun, Daisy chain at medium length, Rapala X-Magnum up close) and pray I can get close enough to the foamer before it goes away. By the time I get close, the foamer is about 50 - 80 yards wide and I CAN SMELL FISH! I never thought that was possible, especially offshore. As I get even closer, I kill the motor and decide to throw a surface iron (Tady 45). Nothing. At this point, I have drifted close enough that I am actually inside the foamer. I look into the water and I see: scales, boils of baitfish and hundreds of bluefin tuna. This is the first time I have ever seen bluefin tuna in the wild. Estimated lengths of 4 to 5 feet. By this time, I glance to my stern and what do you know...my Rapala rod is doubled over and I've got my first ever hookup with a pelagic! I grab the rig and daaaamn I have never felt power like that on a fishing rod! I try to remember everything I've read and keep the line as tight as I can. I let him pull then when he's done, I reel in. I do this for the first 5 minutes and it dawns on me that I'm probably going to fight this fish for at least an hour. I also have a fleeting reminder that I need to clear the other lines (I'm fishing solo) but now I don't have time for that. I grab the radio and because I'm so happy and excited I just shout out my coordinates to the ethos and tell people all the BFT are here. Maybe some of you heard me. "Zzzzzzzzzzeeeeee!" My other rod with the daisy chain gets hooked up and I can't believe that the first time in my life that I hooked a tuna I'm now doubled up! I can't do anything about it and let the fish do its thing. 15 minutes into the fight it all comes back to bite me. My first hookup is now tangled with my Cedar Plug line and I can't reel without starting to cut away at the tangles. You know the rest. Because I can't keep pressure on the fish, it bites through the line and away it went. I now pick up the second rod and it too was tangled with the other line and the fish is also gone (anyone catch a BFT with a brand new, blue and silver daisy chain say hi for me). All of this ends with a big smile on my face as I see it as the first of many fishy encounters. Now I truly understand why people are so addicted to this wonderful hobby, particularly offshore. As I head back to Dana, I spot decently sized kelp paddy. I stop and toss my surface iron close to it and get 4 Dorado following it! I have never seen Dorado either and I must say: these are some beautiful fish! No hookups though. I spend the rest of the day chasing a couple more small foamers but fail to get a bite. Thanks for reading. I have no pics or vids but I will be sure to do so in the future.