Rivers. The current can carry your thoughts away, or gently lap them onto the shore for you to find when they are foggy. The rocks, so smooth, fit perfectly in your hands. And wildlife emerges to delight us. The kids search the waters of the Quilliute (after feeding baby Coho and Steelhead dead bugs with one of the rangers) for more baby fish. They rigged up a fishing "cups," but schools of hundreds of fish are powerful. Elusive. Swift. Nobody can scoop one, and things are looking pretty sad until...the catch of the day, a TADPOLE! It's not a salmon, but it's a river creature, giving us just a taste of something that belongs in such a spectacular environment. We release him and the sun sets, smiling, and happy. Just like us.
At Long Last--An Update!
1 year ago