Launched out of dg. Fri. morning and headed down river for some bait. Set up at the No Trespass pit with my gill to no avail. Nota, Nota, Nota. Keneth loaned me his cast net and put me to work. After a half dozen throws we had more bait then I've got sense. After a friendly inspection from Henrico's finest on the water we were off. Oh yeah (Keneth) we found Marks registration shortly after the cops left. It's all good. Not being the hardcore fisher that the other guys are we headed in before the bite came on. We were at least able to see Keneth's nice fish in person. I bass fished many years before dabling in catfishing and have noticed one thing. The guys I have met on this site, on the water or at the ramps are some of the nicest, friendliest and generous bunch of guys. It's definetaly a brotherhood. We did'nt get any bites but had the best day out in a while. One curious mention.....we had four rods out off the back of the boat fishing the incoming tide. One rod decided to go down river with a quickness, could'nt get it out of the rod holder at first. after a minute of drag striping it let go. All the other rods were setting fine. Cast the same rod back out and two minutes later it took off again. What ever it was, log, sturgeon, dead body we at least a little fun and wonder. Any ideas what it was. The tide was rocking up river and this one rod twice went down river with force. Things that make me go HMMMM!