On my dad's side of the family, I am the oldest grandchild and my cousin Nick (pictured) is the second youngest. We've got some years between us, so we don't exactly hang out other than during family holiday gatherings. What Nick is frequently jested for among the Cermele tribe, however, is his propensity for not rising earlier than noon on any given day. Imagine my surprise then when last week my dad tells me Nick really wants to go striper fishing with us. "Fine," I said. "But I don't see that boy making a 6 a.m. dock departure." Imagine my surprise again when he was there on time, and actually wide awake and raring to go. Cool, I thought. Now let's see how fishy he is. Having spent time on the water with many a rookie, I've learned that it goes one of two ways. Either the person really doesn't care that much about the fishing, therefore doesn't really pay attention to what they're doing, or they realize they're flying blind and follow instructions to the letter. The latter is how Nick played the game, and even though he had zero experience catching bass on live bunker, he outfished me and the old man. He stomped the yard, but I actually think there's more to rookie high-hooks than just listening.