I went to the river to do some sunfishing and flat cat fishing this Saturday. The sunfishing was a bit slow, but I got about 18 on my little beetle spins. Water temp was right around 85 degrees at dusk as I set out some live redbreast for the cats. It was a pretty evening with lots of bats flying around the river and swooping in around the rod tips now and then. Heard several barn owls wheezing in trees near the river bank. (Did a post of some pretty sunset shots in the general disc section if anyone's interested.) I ended up getting 5 flatheads, which is a good night for me, but nothing real big (4, 8, 10, 16.5 and 20 pounds). I don't know if it is the time of year, or recent pictures of big flatheads in the Fish'n and Hunt'n rag or articles in other mags or what, but there were several boats out setting limblines. I know I have no more right to the fish than anyone else, but I do get awful protective of my little buddies. I'm probably the only person in the area that releases catfish. My favorite stretch of river had about 30 limblines in maybe a mile of riverbank. Worst part is that most (I'm sure some are good, clean-up-after-themselves types) of these guys either abandon the lines and hooks and all, or just cut off the hooks and leave the strings hanging there along with strips of flagging tape or whatever else they used to mark the tree. Oh well. Enough whining. Soon the weather will cool down and they will all go hunting instead. I have attached a picture of the big fish of the night, the 20 pounder, so you can all have a good laugh at my foolish face. :crazy: Don't know why I tend to do that with my eyes - guess maybe the self-timer flash surprises me?