Last Saturday night my buddy Chris, my son and I got on the Colorado river and had the best night of the year. My son got his 2nd ever catfish which was a nice eater size channel. I got my personal best flathead and Chris got into the fight of his life (I'll post about it in another thread...it was that GOOD!). I'll start by saying that this fishing trip was unlike any trip out before due to the fact that it was the first time we ever got out there and used a depth finder. Huge thanks to BOC brother Mr.T! The finder that he graciously gave to me, helped us to identify structure and holes that we never thought for a second were there! In a river system where we thought there was nothing but shallow water with a little current and maybe a few 10-15 ft deep holes, we were able to mark several holes that ranged anywhere from 26ft to one that we found that was over 44ft deep!:crazy: One hole in particular was 24-27ft deep with some current. Early in the night, I missed a really good fish. The fish hit on a big bluegill head. Once I got him to the boat, he broke my line at the hook...talk about disappointed (always check your gear before you hit the water)! After no more action in that spot, we moved on to another hole where my son got a nice 3lb channel cat. After fishing around the river, we decided to go back to the original spot in hopes that we might be able to get into the big fish again. Got there and rigged up 2 poles with live gills and 2 with cut bait. Not even 10 minutes there and BAM! Got a hit off the back of the boat. I set the hook and the fight was on! I dont know how long it took but I knew it was my biggest flattie ever (for me). Once we got it tired and netted it into the boat, I got a look at this fish! My hands were shaking along with my knees as Chris and my son both shook my hand and congrtulated me...I could have caught nothing else that night and still been happy as heck! As luck would have it though, I go to reel in one of Chris' poles as we prepared to move to another spot after getting no more action. As I reeled his line in this rod got a sharp tug and before I knew it, i was into another fish! I tried to tell Chris to come and get his fish since he had yet to catch any that night but he swore I just giving him a hard time as usual and didnt want to get suckerd into rushing over to an empty rod.:tounge_out: This one was more our average size of about 7lbs. He hit on cut bait. We ended up keep it because it had swallowed the hook. I never got the weight on the big fish because my scale is a cheap one that only goes to 20lbs:embarassed::roll_eyes:. The scale was bottomed out before I even got the fish off the ground! Well I wasnt going to kill this great fish just to satisfy my own ego...so we got pics at sunrise and let it go. Just before sunrise, Chris' luck took a major turn for the better and he hooked into a giant. I want to post about it in another thread though because the story might be a little long and somewhat unbelievable...but its the absolute truth. Please read it! One a side note: We busted a big myth that night! All this action took place during a full moon! Never before have I gotten anything during a full moon!