Heading out to the water with your grandkids is a different kind of angling altogether. If you go in expecting focused silence and a cooler full of fish, you will quickly find that childhood has its own rhythm. Between untangling bird’s-nest knots, threading on bait that gets dropped in the dirt, and watching a well-aimed fistful of rocks splash right where you just cast, you might quickly realize that no fish in its right mind is going to bite today. Yet, somewhere amid the