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Double Overtime at Block

A Tales from the Edge By Jere Murdoch There are offshore trips that go according to plan, and then there are trips that remind you why sportfishermen keep pushing farther,…
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A Tales from the Edge

By Jere Murdoch

There are offshore trips that go according to plan, and then there are trips that remind you why sportfishermen keep pushing farther, staying later and taking one more pass long after common sense says it is time to head home.

Our June 28–29 run aboard Endorfin was definitely the second kind.  We were fishing aboard our 53 Albemarle Spencer edition, a boat we have now owned and refined for two full seasons. After countless adjustments, equipment tweaks and hours spent learning exactly how she likes to run and fish, we finally have her fully dialed in. She is an absolute beast in a head sea, and more importantly, raises bigeyes in the spread. The early-season results speak for themselves.

Through our first three canyon trips of the year, Endorfin had already accounted for 13 bigeye tuna. Almost every bigeye shot has started on a plug right behind the boat. This Block Canyon trip would add another chapter to what has been a remarkable start and a special 2026 season.

PICKING AWAY ON THE EAST SIDE

We arrived at Block around 9:30 in the morning and began working the east side in approximately 1,200 to 1,400 feet of water. The yellowfins did not come all at once, but we steadily picked away at them throughout the day. By the time the action settled, we had put nine quality yellowfins in the box, most weighing between 50 and 60 pounds. It was solid fishing but everyone aboard knew we were waiting for the bite that could change the entire complexion of the trip.

That bite finally came in the middle of the afternoon. A sterling lumo spreader bar rigged with a CedarFlex stinger disappeared, and