PURSUING TROUT IN UNTAMED WATERS

The sun beat down on the pristine surface of the lake, a glistening mirror reflecting the towering pines that fringed its shores. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, and a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, whispering secrets only the old forest knew. I stood at the water's shore, my booted feet sunk into the soft soil, a symphon