This morning the early light of the new day found three generations of our family on Cook Inlet for a morning of Late Run King Salmon fishing. The generations included myself, my son Heath and my granddaughter, Heather. Although, there was a chill to the air as we trolled along the beaches just north of Anchor Point, there was never a whimper from Heather as to crispness of the morning breeze. However, she gladly accepted my offer of wearing my gloves. Later, I would offer to buy them back, when the bidding got to five dollars, she stayed firm but did return a counter offer that if she could have just "one more sweet roll" she would give me my gloves back. Goes to show everyone has a price, you just have to be patient. It was a good day on the water, even if the fishing was slower than we expected but once again the sea provided the bounty for those that are patient.