I had high hopes, plenty of gear and a great network of intel for this years trip, but the Albies were hiding. As I expected, we encountered 15-20 knots everyday which made getting around a little tricky. In three and a half days we burned 93 gallons of gas without even seeing a fish (did see a few splashes) and the closest we got to landing a fish was being next to a boat who was hooked up. Not all was lost, as we met some new friends and found a great place to stay for future trips. It's still one of my favorite places to fish with or without actually catching anything. Oh well, I guess I'll have to wait another year to try my luck at catching some albies.
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