Another 55 mile run in search of yellowfin. First bite comes ten minutes into the day when our shotgun line gets crushed and we put the fish fish of the day in the box. I swing back through and another rod gets slammed. Fish #2 in the box. The next two hours are fruitless so I make a two mile move and happen to find a patch of deep blue 70 degree water that immediately produces a bite. The next few hours provide a fairly constant series of swings, hits and misses. Day ends with six fat yellowfin in the box.