I usually avoid summer weekend fishing like the plague. A buddy, Paul, called and wanted to take the kids out (his two sons age 3 and 6). Sam (also age 6) and I joined them. We launched on Redstone Arsenal and cruised down the Tenn. River to the start of a long bluff line hoping to let the kids catch some bluegill and small cats. All I packed was a light action and medium action spinning reels with 8-lb line. I was expecting to fish very little. Paul quickly caught a shellcracker, then in the midst of baiting hooks, controlling his boat, and dodging 6-year old casts, the medium rig went down. It was a 3-pound channel. Would have kept it but it was totally covered with red bumps, loooked like it had a bad case of acne. A minute later the light rod bowed and Sam reeled in a 1-pound channel. We went fishless for another 30 minutes when I caught a dink whole-fryer channel. As the kids got bored and started building a fort under the console of the Bumble Bee bass boat we were in (a far cry from my 14' flatbottom), Paul had given up on cats and was fishing a plastic worm for bass. I was still bouncing bottom with a big bait of fiddle worms. As soon as the rod bowed, I knew I was in for a fight. I'm using the 6' medium action spinning reel with 8-lb line. The fish on the other end wouldn't budge from the bottom for several minutes. I finally got it headed up when it made two short runs back to the bottom. I kept the pressure on and in about 10 minutes landed a nice blue cat in the 15 to 18 lb range. My arms were a little tired and my adrenaline was pumping but good. That's the 2nd blue of that size I landed on that rig. I wouldn't fish that way every time, but it sure was fun. Just goes to show, you never know what you'll catch even on a day with a thousand pleasure boats and no current. You can't catch them while sitting at home. I'll add a pic to the thread when Paul sends it to me.