An interesting twist early that almost got the best of me as conditions switched favoring another zone prime time while we were positioned in left field - so I thought. Rather than pine on it I got off the pot and repositioned exactly where I wanted to be. In this case I must emphasize where 'I' wanted to be because where the ones that matter, the tunas that is, wanted to be was somewhere else. And it just so happened, after catching only a handful of fish for the first couple of hours then enduring an intolerable lull, that a good spot erupted in a big foamer on the surface leading us to that sweet spot we had yet to find - kind of. Exactly two one hundredths of a mile, or about one hundred twenty feet from where we were positioned before my impromptu early morning move, was dead center of a roiling mass of big tuna and sharks that had driven a ball of local bait to the surface to devour.

No kidding; I don't have to make this stuff up; it comes natural. The good news is that my sense of humor about the whole episode was restored, along with my pride, by a decent day of scratching aside from a couple of typical lulls. It wasn't near the pace as yesterday, but coming aboard one at a time they accumulated into a fine day of angling when all was said and done. Overall we didn't see the big indications of fish that we did yesterday, but there is no doubt that they are still around.

So we head into day seven dedicated as ever to the task at hand. Good working weather abounds and good spirits are intact. With the wealth of amazing spectacles at hand, so much so that the extraordinary has become commonplace, it is easy to understand why. As the clock winds down on this project, the many veteran supporters are visibly squeezing forth, and savoring every detail of this magic opportunity with good reason. Never before has anything like this been done. And it is anyone's guess as to how, where, or when anything to compare will be available again. A standard so foreign to the conventional idea has forever altered our notion of what can be, and how it can be done. The pride these bona fide pioneers have earned is real; a badge of honor freighted with clout very few will ever know. Perhaps someday more will.

No Revillagigedo tagging voyage would be complete without at least one image of master angler Doug Taylor. Here with a run of the mill 170, Doug has chalked up an amazing dossier of Revilla tagging accomplishments; most significantly the first 300 pound yellowfin (324) that we know of ever to be tagged and released. That monster set the stage for many over the two hundred mark, and countless under two hundred since. I highly encourage any and all to view the YouTube video of Doug releasing a 240 something during the February 2011 Revilla voyage that captures every aspect of the tagging process in stunning proportion. We are unbelievably stoked to have Doug's amazing support that has done so much for this project. Along the way he has become a valued friend.

Tim Ekstrom


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