My wife and I had a fantastic night on the river this past weekend. Since it had been three weeks since we've had the opportunity to fish, we were really ready to go! Well, things started off grim, to say the least. After launching the boat, I noticed that the wheel on my trailer was about to fall off; the bearing buddy and wheel bearings were completely gone. This really freaked me out because on the final stretch of road leading to the launch I had been going 65 mph. We finally decided to call Jason Bridges for some advice on where we could get the hub fixed, as we did not have the parts or tools. Jason actually bought the parts, drove to the launch and replaced the entire hub for us. We were both incredibly thankful for his time and generosity. Later that afternoon Tricia and I set out for a fantastic, worry-free night on the river. We started with our largest haul of big catfish from a single location ever! We had a total weight of 220 pounds in just four catfish! It was both amazing and chaotic. My wife ended up catching a 69 pound Blue, which beat her last PB by 2 pounds. The four big fish from this spot were 69, 59, 47 and 45; our best haul ever from a single spot. We had another big fish that got off at the boat. It was crazy. The bite was still good as we moved spots, but we didnt catch anything over 25 pounds. What a night, but it wasnt over yet... As the temperature dropped into the low 40s an eerie, patchy fog moved in. It was cold and now wet, so we decided to start heading back to the launch before things got worse. Within five minutes the fog was so bad there was near zero visibility. It was easy to get completely disoriented, but we were good because we had the current to guide us. As we slowly made our way back, there was suddenly a hideous crashing sound at the bow-BAM! The visibility was so bad that we had hit a channel buoy! It was starboard in case you were wondering and the bow of my boat is now green. :smile2: We made it back to the launch safe early the next morning. The next day the weather was completely different after the fog burned off; sunny and warm. The bite had slowed down and the biggest fish we caught was around 20 pounds. It was still a beautiful day on the river.