I tried our regular spot on the Saluda, and there twasn't a single bite. We moved upriver some, and I got the biggest channel cat I've ever had before I even set the pole down on my first cast. I got him right up by the rock I was standing on, but my pole was bent double and I feared my 12lb test was about to give. I leaned down to get him, got my hand on the leader, he looked me in the eye. . .and one of my poorly-tied knots came loose right above the hook. As best as I could estimate, he was 10-12 pounds. I know for most others that's nothing. For me, that'd have been really good. My best so far is 8lbs. I tried and tried to see if he had any buddies, but no luck, unless gar and and schools of piranha-like, bait stealing tiny bluegill are his friends. I even sacrificed a few of those, but only the gar were into 'em. Tomorrow. . .