I am opposed to private watershed ownership, yet, my deep love of trout somehow reconciles that it may be necessary. To steal and paraphrase Harry Middleton: the fact that we have to protect our natural resources is both sad, devastating in fact, and understandable. Not only do these "private" places or "national parks" give us a glimpse of what once was, but more ominously, a sense of what could have been. What could have been if we would have changed our course. What could have been if we didn't have to fence off sections of wilderness, nature, so as not to be disturbed, not to be destroyed and sacrificed for the newest strip mall, walmart, coffee shop, or mining operation.
But here I sit with my conflicting views. My conflicting views, trying to reconcile private waters, the nature of people, and writing about trout. Writing about trout and other collateral damage when over 1.1 million children in the U.S. are homeless. Read that again. That's 1.1 million HOMELESS CHILDREN in our "great nation." But I write about trout...conserving and protecting a fish I hold near and dear, and hope that I/we can help. I write about trout, and at the same time, 16 million kids go hungry...16 million, in the U.S. Where do we go from here? I don't know, but what I do know is that it's not the direction that we're headed. It is not this direction. But I write about trout. I am conflicted. But I write...I write about trout.