“Grandma, get the net!” Willie tells me. “Get the net.” that should be the title for this fishing report.
We went to Clear Lake with high expectations of fish. Starting at 8am but it was 10 before I stopped trolling for kokanee to switch out to worms and go after little bass. But as we stopped and reeled in, William got the first and only kokanee of the day.
Since he was already asking to go back to my house I thought I would go over and see, what I hoped, would be quick bites on the worms. We got there and tossed some worms. I didn’t have any weight and William had a small amount of weight. I caught a perch right away. So it looked hopeful. The wind was moving us toward shore and I looked over to see William's little cars rod bobbing up and down. “Willie you got a fish!” He starts reeling and said “Get the net, Grandma.” That was a 12-13 inch rainbow that fought real well and William wanted to let it go but it swallowed the hook so I kept it. We tried the same thing again. Go out and then let the wind push us back. William said, well maybe he was yelling “I got a fish! Grandma get the net. Get the net.” It pulled and took out line. William was trying to get it to the boat. The fish was trying to hide under the boat. Williams little rod only hangs out inches past the edge of the boat, therefore the line is right next to the boat. The fish jumps in the air as high as William’s (who was sitting on the bow seat) ear. I thought the fish was going to jump right in without me netting it. But I did net it and Willie wanted to let it go so back in the water it went, unharmed. It was a 12-13 inch rainbow fish as William calls it.
The big play boats came out making waves so we left calling it a good fishing trip, keeping a kokanee and a rainbow trout.

So if anyone on Sunday August 14 around 10 to 11am on Clear Lake, Pierce County heard a little boys voice yelling “Get the net Grandma, get the net.” That was William, my grandson. It was music to my ears.

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