Happy Birthday Son.
The rising sun beat us to the road as the steam poured from the asphalt into the cool air. We were a little late but I wasn't deterred. My son, just a few minutes out of bed, wasn't looking all that enthusiastic, so I put on his favorite station. He reached over and turned the volume up a bit. I looked over to see a hopeful smile as he turned away to gaze at the glistening fields whipping by. I drank half my coffee and we were soon unloading the new boat. I had used it once by myself, but this was our maiden voyage together. We only had a couple hours to fish because his 10th birthday party started at 1, but we had plenty of time. The river was low and clear and only one side of the dam was open and flowing. Lucas entertained himself by exploring the shoreline and throwing rocks. I got all rigged up and soon I was paddling up to our first spot by the dam. I gave him a spinning rod with a 3” floating Rapala and pointed toward the slow water under the left side of the dam