I fished along the Chena there for Grayling back in the 70’s. The best fishing in my life.
I wandered around his Pictures of Trout streams in Wisconsin. Its amazing how it can take you back. (I wasn’t even fishing.)
I had a pinnacle moment when I was 17. It was just off a county highway by a branch of the Upper Wolf river. It was summer, I laid down in the grass, looked up at a blue sky, and heard the sound of the stream. There was no traffic, there were no people anywhere. I saw a heron fly overhead and it was like being transported to another dimension. I have not experienced anything like it at any time since.