Last Monday was a particularly special day of sockeye fishing for me. I my brothers, Rick, and Lane Graybill were on board with me and my niece, Lane’s daughter Sophie. It is not often that I get the chance to fish with this many of my family members. and we were all excited. Usually, when you want to show people a great day of fishing, it doesn’t work out that way. However, the fishing gods were smiling on us, and we were kept busy all morning, landing sockeye after sockeye on Lake Wenatchee. Better yet, the winds that had plagued my fishing trips for some many days this season were absent. We took turns reeling fish in, bonking and unhooking them, and loading them in the cooler. There was plenty of excitement as the rods in the holders bounced or the ones off the back end dipped under the stress of a fish on the line. There was plenty of laughter, too, as we celebrated netting another fish, or shared stories of past fishing trips or other adventures. There were 16 sockeye in the cooler when I turned to boat toward the dock. It was a day we will all remember for a long time.