Ive caught two that have gone 49. The amazing thing about that place, at least between 2007 and 2015, was the big-fish consistency. Most nights that we went out in the spring, we'd catch 2 or 3 on a slow night and we'd have a fish on every 15-20 minutes on hot nights, but the fish were all 18-22 lbs with the occaisional 7-10 lb fish and the occasional 30+ pounder. Once I figured out that I needed to filet the clear fat off the outside of the filet as well as remove any red meat, I would have fish frys where I'd tell everyone I was frying bass and listen to the folks down talk catfish while gobbling it up and heaping praise on this "bass" they were eating. A good night on the Santee could more than take care of my fish fry needs for a solid year, and a "bad" night would take care of my soul for good long while. What an incredible resource that place is for anyone who puts forth the effort to explore it. I miss it.
