The best forecast in several days finds me trucking east with old friends Emmy & John. At the 30 mile mark it was clear NOAA completely missed this forecast, at 40 miles it was downright hateful, even on the anchor. The first bite only took about 20 minutes and try as she may, 17 year old Emmy just couldn’t crank on these angry yellowfin. After about and hour and a half we have 3 in the box and a young lady who isn’t feeling too well which is understandable considering most of the waves were running several feet over her head so we decide to head to the barn.