Went out at about 6pm yesterday and when I show up of course the spot I wanted to fish was taken. So I got stuck under the bridge and I hate fishing under the bridge. So I sat for about an hour with nothing happening and decided to find a new spot by walking through the woods. Found what I thought was going to be a good spot. The water was not moving too fast and there were a lot of trees in the water right there. So sat there for 2 more hours without a bite. So at this point I was pretty fed up. I came out of the woods and looked across the river to see my preferred spot opened up. So I decide to give the night one last shot there. So I get there and fire up the lantern. Grabbed my first pole got it all hooked up and tossed it out. Started to get my second pole ready and I don't even think I got a knot tied and my other pole is bouncing. So I grab it and pull a little. I still felt the fish so I gave it another tug to ensure the hook was set and started reeling. Well I should say I tried reeling. The line was zipping off the spool pretty good then all the sudden it stopped. I reeled it a couple cranks and it felt like I was just pulling in my weights. I was pretty upset then all the sudden the line started zipping off again. I was pumped. I started reeling and the fight was abnormally easy and I thought I just had a very aggressive 5# fish. All the sudden downstream by the bank I see wave coming to me. The fish was swimming down the bank right to me. So I got the rest of the line in and he is sitting in 6 inches of water splashing around and rolling like cats do. I am freaking out since I only have 10# line. A little flashback to two weeks ago my buddy caught a 15# flathead. When we got it to the side of the bank I grabbed the line and it snapped. So he ended up jumping into the river after his fish. So back to me. I was not about to jump in the river after this fish. So if the line breaks my biggest fish ever is gone. So I am freaking out about how I am going to get this fish out of the water. Just for the record I am afraid of catfish. I know its stupid fishing for something I am afraid of, but they are so much fun to catch. So after tearing my tackle box apart I finally find my needlenose pliers and grab a hold of his lip and drag him onshore. So what is it you ask? It was a blue cat. Easily the biggest fish I have ever caught. We don't have a scale so never got the exact weight but I am going to guesstimate 14-18#. I know thats a baby compared to some of you guys, but it is still great feeling catching that thing. I would have let it go, but we are trying to have a big fish fry in a few weeks so that fish really will help in the meat department. So after that sat for another 2 hours and never had another bite. I guess I showed up at the perfect time. I was using nightcrawlers only. That seems to be the only thing that works there. Its strange. I will post the pics of it as soon as I find the cable for my camera. I hate when things vanish when I need it the most.