The “trucklet” meandered its way through the Vinalhaven fog in an effort to deliver me to my favorite fishing spot on the island. I wasn’t in search of big game fish just some Mackerel to cook up for a mid morning meal. As I made my way across the quiet island I thought about the casual attitude beginning to creep into my approach to wilderness experiences; the once foreign and exotic has now become routine and ordinary. Given enough time in a particular environment such a transformation is inevitable however it doesn’t mean that our respect and reverence for these wild and beautiful lands needs to diminish accordingly. So for this week’s post I will keep my own thoughts brief and simply share some stories from folks who have found appreciation for the natural world in their own backyards. Enjoy!
Somewhere else is right here
