I got out to fish for the first time in a year. It wasn’t pretty. A rush job you might say. When you rush getting to nature you typically suffer from impact. Human impact. The closer you are, the easier the location, the more humanity you will encounter, and the madness that humanity can bring. Motor homes, massive trailers, dirt bikes, 4×4’s, grills, tents, stereos and least but not least….trash and noise. This type of impact can be traumatic. When city dwellers engage with nature they typically try to make nature just like their living room, and it’s not pretty. So, the harder you work to get away the better the nature will be. We didn’t have time to work.
These trips offer glimpses of the most profound things. A fish dancing in the shallows as sun filters through the trees. A strike on a dry fly. Mixed with piles of garbage left behind by other “sportsmen.” Noise. Families of twelve with twelve cellphones who turn the river into a selfie session at Disneyland, documenting themselves becoming the actual purpose of their trip, oblivious to all around them including the actual nature they have sealed themselves away from with nylon, metal, wood, glass and television.(Yes, TV.)
“When city dwellers engage with nature they typically try to make nature just like their living room, and it’s not pretty. So, the harder you work to get away the better the nature will be.”
So much truth in that it isn’t even funny. More people need to understand this. Richard Louv’s books (Last Child in the Woods, The Nature Principle, and Vitamin N) are great at explaining the why.
Will add them to my list!