Yesterday dawned clear with a hint of rain in the afternoon .I had dreaded this day for months .take your grand son fishing was the word form gran maw and I realy didn't want to spend the day with the little guy[age 6],cause he's spoiled by his mom and grand mom so bad he has trouble with the word NO If you know what I mean. Well I loaded the little guy in the pontoon and headed to the Wekiva river [thats in florida ],the water is low and the current kinda strong. well the little guy liked his life jacket ,one less war,and loved the ride and the birds and gators .Hell he was having a good time ,so was I. We anchored up stream of some dead fall and I baited him up with a big hunk of freezer burned pork liver .We started catching fish as soon as bait hit the water [great no bored kid] ,Hey Grampaw this is fun ! and then the little guy [from hear on out refered to as MY grandson hooked into a wopper.Channel cat 21" long on an ulira lite outfit with 6lb.test .he brough it to the boat and I netted it Damn I think I have a new fishing buddy . take him away from them women and he a good kid. I will try to post a picture of my grandson and his frist good one.