Out with a crew from Bedford PA looking for some tuna action. Arrive at the spot at 5:15 am to find around 40 other boats already there and a steady line still coming. Set the anchor and proceeded to get the baits out. After thirty minutes of no action I climb up on the bridge and realize the anchor has slid and we’re in much deeper water than I had wanted. Pulled everything in and reset the anchor. Thirty minutes later, no action, I check the sounder and darn if that anchor didn’t slide again. I honestly can’t ever remember this oversize anchor not grabbing immediately. This time I can anchor where i want to because the 40 some boats has blown up to 100+ and there no room. We decide to make a drift and after another 90 minutes we still haven’t had a pull. I decide to make a 5 mile move to another hill and immediately mark fish. We quickly send out a couple baits and one takes off. The fish is pulling but not quite like a 50# tuna should.  Turns out the bite we’ve been waiting all morning for is a super jumbo skipjack tuna. Make a few more short drifts before throwing up the white flag and making a run for the mackerel/bluefish hill. Spent over an hour on the hill but can’t buy a bite……SMH!!  Trim a few hundred off the trip and head in with my head held low.