CHASING TROUT IN WILD WATERS

The sun beat down on the glassy surface of the lake, a sparkling mirror reflecting the towering pines that fringed its edges. The air was thick with the scent of pine needles, and a gentle breeze rustled through the twigs, whispering secrets only the old forest knew. I stood at the water's edge, my booted feet sunk into the soft earth, a symphony o