Goals, if I can philosophize, are the bane of camping and fishing, unless the goal happens to be the destination.
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Photo by Sam Larson
Goals, if I can philosophize, are the bane of camping and fishing, unless the goal happens to be the destination.
Read MorePhoto by Jeff Stutsman
The trail to Zimmerman Lake was rough. Late-melting snow was piled thigh deep across the trail, and we were stuck post-holeing through long sections of water-logged slush.
Read MoreYou’d found an unconvincing, fifteen-year-old report that there were golden trout in the lake, so after dinner, you hike down to the shoreline where you see intermittent rises blinking like radar pings.
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