3/10/13

So far the big bold move in search of greener pasture has produced the kind of change that I dread. Terrible
conditions greeted us upon arrival with blustery, comparatively cold winds, formidable seas, very tough working
conditions, and zero sign of what we came for. A resounding thud in almost every respect; and certainly a decisive
fall from grace. Ouch!

A fair catch of "skinnies" assuaged our consternation to some degree; and a few shots at tuna, that were ironically
the same size as what we found about 600 miles to the southeast, brightened the outlook some, but I have to admit
that the grave reality of the situation is hard upon us. It is what it is though, and we are here; time to dig in
and demonstrate our worth.

Speaking of digging in, first time Royal Star angler, but no stranger to long range, Cathy Needleman pours the
coals to a Clipperton tuna a few days back in tuna fishing paradise - for some.

Tim Ekstrom


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