Lake of the Woods

(My grandfather died yesterday. I am putting the Patriotism series on hold.)

My grandfather always had to remind me to keep my hook in the water.

I enjoyed his company and the quietness of being on the boat. We would go out in the morning, often way too early, dock at shore for lunch, and then go out for a few more hours in the afternoon. If we weren’t catching anything, I would often reel in my line and begin reading. My cousins and family could probably tell you some of his better fishing advice.

For me, it was pretty much limited to his gentle reminder to keep my hook in the water.