That is right, although we were rivals in the last tournament we decided to call a cease fire. We met up last night on the lower Neuse, and I went with Brent on his Cat'n Around rig. We quickly realized our tactics and locations nearly mirrored each other. Not long after we got set up in our first stop I got to cut my teeth on the first fish in the 77 degree high water fast current conditions. After a lengthy fight I hauled in a 38.5 pound chunk of a blue at 9:45. We moved about a mile from that spot to get away from an approaching thunderstorm and set up again. While we were putting the rods back out I spotted a rather large log jam that was creating a bit of disturbance in the current, so I threw one of Brents rigs right into it. First thing he says "well there is a deffinate snag", and you guessed it. He was right! That jam had attracted a nice occupant. The rod took off and Brent went to work on it, for his first fish in the heavy current. After a fairly healthy fight he hauled in a 40.5 pound Flat at 11:30. We were pumped at this point, and pretty content with our only two fish of the night. Of course we didn't leave though, we put the bait back out and sat and talked about some of the fish that we had caught over the past year. We had been sitting there for about an hour when one of the rods started bouncing around a little, but nothing that really had our attention. The bouncing went on for about ten minutes before it made a sharp jerk, and I grabbed it and the fish decided to reveal to us what the little tug had been. It loaded the rod, and I loaded all I could of the Black and Blue circle hook into its jaw. The fish drug our anchors and was pulling drag with ease in the current. It even ran up river against the heavy current and still pulled drag like a champ, but in the end this is what allowed me to gain the advantage on him and get him large flathead to the boat. When we pulled the beast over the side we unhooked him and weighed him. It weighed in a 47.2 pounds, which put our three fish total to 126.2 pounds. Just for kicks we decided to stay there and try to add two more fish to the total, which we did, but they were nowhere near the class of fish that the first three were. A pair of 14 pound fish completed the five fish totat of 154.2 pounds. It was a great night on the river, and I had a blast. Thanks Brent for sticking with it and waiting out the weather so we could go. Next time the trip is on me, and I can only hope that the bite is at least half as good as this one. For the rest of you enjoy the photos of the big three, and tight lines and good luck to all of you.