"Grandpa Please---Pretty Please---Grandpa Wakeup---Lets go Fishing
My grandson Zak came to spend a couple days. Zak is a "fishing nut", (wonder where he gets that)? We loaded the Scooter, and with Zak hanging on to the tackle/bait bag off we went for the Cowlitz River. I had been fishing the river on numerous occasions and hadn't caught a thing so I was concerned that young Zak's attention span and enthusiasm might be short lived, but I was mistaken.
We caught three fish on our first outing, a couple of squaw fish (a sucker type) and a nice River Sturgeon. Not knowing what the squaw fish were had us calling them trout and to both of us that sounded pretty good.
It became obvious that the lad was pretty well wore out from the days activities as he was willing to hit the hay a little early. Made me happy as for sure I was exhausted. Just before he fell asleep he asked if we could go in the morning. I responded positively letting him know that we could if he was able to wake up early enough cause we wouldn't have much time before having to leave for a birthday party for Maddie. I would have bet my next pay check that he would sleep late. If I had a pay check I would have lost as at 5:30 a.m., with only one eye open, and it wanting to close, I was being shaken and it was "Grandpa Please---Pretty Please---Grandpa Wakeup---Lets go Fishing!
