The tuna were so abundant that we were hand-feeding them herring beside the boat. We were hypnotized by the majesty of such giant fish swimming beneath us. Each had their own personality, some shy, some bold. We had one with a red spaghetti tag follow us all day, in which we named Twizzler. The water was cold, but I jumped in anyways to capture some photographs and video for as long as I could stand from getting hypothermia.