After that excitement, the crew voted to fish a bit longer, and the choice paid off with two more mahi, but then it was time to run back to the dreaded inlet. As we got closer, the opening looked even more threatening. Capt. Sheehan timed the waves perfectly, following a big roller with the engines revving at around 4,000 rpm and trimmed out a bit. The bow refused to dip. If I had any doubts about the down-sea performance of this stepped hull, they were quickly dispelled.