I went on my annual yellowfin trip recently, and it was phenomenal We arrived at the rig before sunset, and caught a couple of yellowfin within minutes. As the sun went down so did the bite (at least for Yellowfin). We started using jigs, deep diving lures, poppers, and flying fish (real and artificial). You could catch as many blackfin as you wanted, and the occasional dorado would make its appearance on deck. The yellowfin were there, you could see schools of them go under the boat. They just weren't biting as frantically as the last trip I went on.
After about ten hours of fishing the captain told me I better save some energy. He said the morning bite was going to be crazy. I took his word for it, and after another hour of fishing, I took a short nap. I awoke to a 100lb tuna slapping its tail on the deck, and a deckhand making sure no one missed out. I threw on my boots, fighting belt, and sunglasses and stepped outside. The horizon was orange and yellow, but the sun was still hiding. Tuna were busting the surface all around the boat, and two of my friends had their rods bent all the way down. I grabbed my gear, ran to the bow, and started casting. One pop, two pop, boom... fish on. 101lbs of rod bending fun. This was the smallest yellowfin I boxed on the trip, but the funnest. It made two long runs both times bringing another tuna with it. When they gaffed it, only a half inch of the popper was sticking out of its mouth. I took a couple of pictures and went right back to the bow. I cast my popper and boom... I didn't even have to pop it. This one was a little bigger and it tried everything to break the line. She ran under the boat, around the boat, and tried to rub the line on everything. After an eventfull fight, she went in the box right on top of my last fish. Back to back yellowfin, nothing better.
I like to fish for tuna sometimes,however I get sea sick easily
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