What are the chances of, in the Summer, going to a beautiful setting and not laying eyes on another soul save your children? Fishing was productive for the little ones. The view was amazing. The weather perfect. And, the privacy priceless, as they say.
My grandchildren were fortunate that dad had some time off and that he felt the compulsion to get them away from toys, games and TV. They had a very good time catching trout and enjoying the wonderful view of Mt. Hood. Most important was my granddaughter was relentlessly on her dad “when are we going to go fishing again”. It had the look and feel of a sunny, late October day, not mid-July.
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be
satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”