Fish Report for 7-5-2014
Royal Star Fish Report
7-5-2014
Royal Star
07/04/2014
Following a night at anchor that can only be described as a slice of heaven we began the birthday of our country recharged, revitalized, and still enveloped by a stunning array of natural beauty. If it is possible it was even calmer than the previous day. Sheet glass seas and crystal clear blue water offered a window into the deeps revealing marvelous detail as various critters were hauled up and passed by. The smiles of the Pacific White Sided Dolphins were the one detail that really stood out to me. Whether a trick of refraction or real the painted on grin they wear appeares magnified at least ten times when seen directly below. One can not help but smile back as they glide through on their sides appearing to intentionally survey the object and faces above. It's more reflex than conscious; the happiness those things exude evokes instinctive rapture.
We caught some fish too. Good morning yellowtail action began the effort on a high note. Not quite as steady as the previous day it was plenty good enough allowing one and all the perfect chance to stretch yesterday's soreness out of well exercised muscles. By mid morning the yellowtail calling this voyage was answered. Fat and happy now with a bounty of the delicious jacks we struck out on a new offshore mission determined to check some new areas off the list good or bad.
As for the results I can only report that again flat calm weather and abundant cetaceans stole the show. The afternoon kicked out a measly near handful of small yellowfin tuna amidst an ocean otherwise teaming with life. Beaked whales, blue whales, sperm whales, dolphins, pilot whales - you name it, they were there for the fourth of July fiesta. Sadly the fish were not. Perfect conditions provided the exact opportunity we hoped for. A thorough passage across eighty miles of ocean that beckons offshore fish from every direction. They will come. We were just early.
Undeterred by what is becoming a bona fide ass kicking in the offshore fishing category we are having at it again tomorrow. For certain we will not catch any form of tuna searching anywhere else. The perfect conditions still call and signs above suggest an appropriate direction to focus. Tomorrow is now a make or break proposition in the tuna department. It is not a matter of seeking quantity now, we have plenty of fish, it is a matter of principal. The wily devils are out here. We just have to find them.
Photos today feature another pair of long time Royal Star veterans. Tom Stevenson receives the nod with one of his dandy, thirty five pound class wahoo, and Bill Parker takes full advantage of an afternoon yellowtail derby pulling on one of his many beauties in long range paradise.
Tim Ekstrom
Photo Here...
Photo Here...
Following a night at anchor that can only be described as a slice of heaven we began the birthday of our country recharged, revitalized, and still enveloped by a stunning array of natural beauty. If it is possible it was even calmer than the previous day. Sheet glass seas and crystal clear blue water offered a window into the deeps revealing marvelous detail as various critters were hauled up and passed by. The smiles of the Pacific White Sided Dolphins were the one detail that really stood out to me. Whether a trick of refraction or real the painted on grin they wear appeares magnified at least ten times when seen directly below. One can not help but smile back as they glide through on their sides appearing to intentionally survey the object and faces above. It's more reflex than conscious; the happiness those things exude evokes instinctive rapture.
We caught some fish too. Good morning yellowtail action began the effort on a high note. Not quite as steady as the previous day it was plenty good enough allowing one and all the perfect chance to stretch yesterday's soreness out of well exercised muscles. By mid morning the yellowtail calling this voyage was answered. Fat and happy now with a bounty of the delicious jacks we struck out on a new offshore mission determined to check some new areas off the list good or bad.
As for the results I can only report that again flat calm weather and abundant cetaceans stole the show. The afternoon kicked out a measly near handful of small yellowfin tuna amidst an ocean otherwise teaming with life. Beaked whales, blue whales, sperm whales, dolphins, pilot whales - you name it, they were there for the fourth of July fiesta. Sadly the fish were not. Perfect conditions provided the exact opportunity we hoped for. A thorough passage across eighty miles of ocean that beckons offshore fish from every direction. They will come. We were just early.
Undeterred by what is becoming a bona fide ass kicking in the offshore fishing category we are having at it again tomorrow. For certain we will not catch any form of tuna searching anywhere else. The perfect conditions still call and signs above suggest an appropriate direction to focus. Tomorrow is now a make or break proposition in the tuna department. It is not a matter of seeking quantity now, we have plenty of fish, it is a matter of principal. The wily devils are out here. We just have to find them.
Photos today feature another pair of long time Royal Star veterans. Tom Stevenson receives the nod with one of his dandy, thirty five pound class wahoo, and Bill Parker takes full advantage of an afternoon yellowtail derby pulling on one of his many beauties in long range paradise.
Tim Ekstrom
Photo Here...
Photo Here...
