Crazy night last night. Landed nothing, but reeled in about a 30-35 pounder, and had him shake me off 2 feet from shore. That was around midnight, Then Something hit my pole at 230 am like a freight train, set the hook, the fight was not on, it felt like i was snagged. So I pulled and pulled, then the fight was on. I never saw fish, but my buddy says it was the biggest he had ever seen (doesnt mean anything, biggest he had ever seen was a 30ish pounder). Long story short, i thought he shook or rolled off, and ended up pulling out a straitened 8/0 hook. Gotta love the big ones. That is the one problem where I fish, you cant let them run, there is not enough room to let them or they will put you in all kinds of snags and crap.