Btw, that fresh perch you're eating...got a license for catching it?
hahaha...this reminds me of when I was in Alaska,,, we were in the southeast part of the state, where the parks are beautiful, and bears are common place.
My family was fortunate enough to be on a guided hike by an Alaska Park Ranger. She was so incredibly knowledgeable about the flora and fauna and animals. It was amazing.
Well, as we walked we met up with a couple other hikers coming from the other direction. We met in a field of riotous wild flowers couched between two huge mountains. As we made our way across that field toward those other hikers I saw a guy with long red hair and a backpack that looked like it was everything he owned.
He was carrying a fistful of wildflowers.
I didn't know until she threw him on the ground and cuffed him, it's illegal to pick flowers in national parks.
Heh, she didn't really throw him on the ground and cuff him. But her reaction certainly made me think it was a possibility. She made him put them down, told him it was illegal, fine-able, yadda yadda.
He looked sheepish because like me I don't think he knew that little rule. I mean, who ever heard of not being able to pick a flower out in the woods?
Oh well. She didn't fine him, but she did make them go belly to belly, toe to toe, with us on the narrow path so nothing off the path might be squished.
Ah, tree huggers. I wish I was still optimistic enough about the world to be one.
