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Thursday, December 17, 2020
 
By Eric Granstrom
 
For FishingMagician.com, I'm Eric Granstrom. I was extremely fortunate to grow up where I did. I literally stepped out my back door and was hunting deer, grouse, ducks and even squirrels if I so chose. I could walk a quarter mile up from our house and be fishing cutthroat trout in Pilchuck Creek or walk a mile down the road and fish rainbow and crappie in Sumner's Lake. One time when I was 14 and my sister 11, we were pestering Dad about wanting to go fishing. It was March, so nothing nearby was open. So he jokingly said to go down to Sumner and try. Sonja and I felt like we were scofflaws. We didn't want to get caught, so instead of fishing poles, we planned to use kite string and these oversized hooks Dad scrounged from a garage sale. We had an old jar of Pautzke eggs for bait. We took the powerline road on the motorcycle, snuck down to the shoreline and fished off a log. We caught a mess of trout by hand and snuck them home. Turns out, Sumner was open year around and Dad knew the whole time. Until next time, Good Fishing!