| But we weren't finished. One day Kenneth and I took Carolyn and
Melody out for some Albacore looking. Somewhere out there we had an
Albacore bite and it turned into a straight Bluefin bite for a good hour.
Even Carolyn contributed (Melody slept through the whole thing) and we
boated about 15 tuna before they shut off.
We then trolled back towards
the "302" when a jig got nailed by a large Dorado. We forced Melody to
take it and shortly thereafter, just outside the "303" we picked up a
Yellowfin Tuna. Almost a local Grand Slam - but no Yellowtail.
No, 1997 wasn't a bad year, but I don't think we'll see Marlin
fishing like that again.