Seems like I blinked and my youngest fishing pals are grown up and more interested in teenager stuff than fishing with Uncle Jeff. Over the years you’ve seen my nieces Sammy, Montana and Sierra posing with some nice fish and pink fly rods. Last year I lost Sammy to teenageritis. This year I lost Montana. Luckily, Sierra, who is 15, made the time to fish with her uncle today. I was delighted!
Not only did Sierra join me but she put on a masterful performance. First of all, she got up with me at 4 AM. I was taking my time making my coffee and actually letting her sleep more. But in she came to see if I was ready.
Seeing that the twinkle in her eye for fishing with me still exists, instead of fishing along with her, I enjoyed my coffee and paddled her. She fished hard and immediately jumped and lost a smallmouth that any experienced fly fisher would die for! She looked at me and smiled.
Sierra went on to catch ten rock bass, one beautiful redbreast sunfish and hooked six big 14-16 inch smallies. Unfortunately, the smallies had their fight on and she got schooled by four of the six. But she landed two and we are both very proud of it. What a morning!
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