I recently had a chance to do some fishing in Oregon. Accompanied by my son and hosted by my father, we set out on a sunny friday morning to hunt the elusive kokane trout. Although we were more than a week from Father's Day, I viewed it as such. After all, there were three generations of Lindsay's in the boat. A feat that is rarely accomplished. So with a thermos of coffee, a cooler of beer, and a killer's instinct, we headed out.

After finding our spot on the lake, my father divied out the poles. We baited up our lures and put out our lines. Now, I immediately knew I was in trouble. First, the last time I fished here I slayed them, however, that was at the other end of the lake. We were miles from my hot spot. Second, I noticed that the lures my son and father used were the same color, but mine was different. Was this some kind of grandson/grandpa plot? They know I'm partially color blind, did they think I wouldn't notice?

Naw, it couldn't be. How much difference could the color make anyway?

Well, seven fish later, I saw how much difference it makes. The score, grandpa 2, son 5, and me 0. At least I got to drink my coffee uninterrupted. But the sun was now hot, the coffee all gone, and I was ready for a beer. Besides, usually after I crack a beer my luck changes for the better.

Not so this time, my son kept reeling them in at a rapid pace.

Now, keep in mind that these little pan sized fish are not highly prized. I mean really, the bag limit is "no limit". And after catching 100's of fish in Alaska, the true reason for even wetting a line in Oregon is for the "experience". But I couldn't ask for a better Father's Day, spending quality time with my son and my dad.

OK, it could only be better if we were on the Nushagak river, but otherwise it was great. Final tally, grandpa 5, son 13, and me 1. There seems to be some disagreement as to who caught the biggest. Clearly mine was the largest, the old quality verses quanity arguement. And at least I wasn't skunked.

Well, there is plenty of time to regroup for day two, now that I know what I'm up against. Until next time, see ya.