Revive - A Quarterly Fly Fishing Journal Volume 2. Edition 2. Fall 2014 | Page 120

As we crest the pass and gaze at the lake below, the giddy nature of the 8 year olds still inside us takes over, then it subsides into a quiet reverence. This place has become a granite spired cathedral to me. The beauty that makes you stare in silence for hours in a state some would call meditation. I don't know what the hell to call it, but it makes me feel as if I've gone back in time. It promotes silence and

reflection. It's a long drive but it's ok because Emma likes the little things.