08-12-2009, 09:00 AM
The Miller Family came to visit Chattanooga from Nashville and Arkansas. Gary, his son Scott and his son Ben are pretty serious fishermen who wanted a taste of the Tennessee River.<br /><br />I know my fishing reports pretty much read like broken records these days (which doesn&#39;t bother me as long as it includes fish). But what made today different was 8-year-old Ben. Many youngsters I fish with are a little quiet and shy. Don&#39;t count Ben among that group ... he came out of the truck at daylight, made a beeline across the parking lot and commenced to share nearly every fishing story he knew before I could get the straps off the boat. This young man was an absolute hoot.<br /><br />Remember the fish called &quot;Walter&quot; in the movie &quot;Grumpy Old Men?&quot; Well, after Gary mentioned him... we spent the majority of the day fishing for &quot;Walter.&quot; Of course every fish Ben reeled in was either Walter, Walter&#39;s brother, Walter&#39;s son or Walter&#39;s long lost cousin. <br /><br />Gary, Ben&#39;s grandfather, is a really cool guy. It seemed that everytime he hooked a fish, his arm got tired and he&#39;d have to ask Ben to reel in his fish. emoBig <br /><br />It was a fun, fun morning. But as for the fishing... we made the first drift of the day above the Dupont Intake and absolutely whacked &#39;em. I think we had six fish in the boat before we drifted 100 yards. We ran back up and drifted it again, and again... and NOTHING. It was bizarre. I&#39;ve never seen a stretch of river go so quickly from feast to famine.<br /><br />But after a little searching we found them downstream and there really were very few &quot;dead&quot; periods throughout the morning... especially with Ben in the boat. And that means life is good and gettin&#39; better every day.<br />