San Antonio Mountain in January.
Public
lands are our common ground—vast, open, and quietly essential. They draw us in
with the promise of solitude, of space, of time slowed to the pace of the
river. Anglers cast into clear, cold water where trout rise at dusk. Rafters
ride the rapids, swallowed by canyon walls that speak in echoes. Hunters wait
in stillness among aspen groves, while families unpack lunches in the shade of
cottonwoods. These places invite us to look outward and inward at once. Public
lands keep rural towns alive. Outfitters, motels, cafés, and gear shops depend
on the steady stream of visitors drawn to the land. The outdoor economy—nearly
a trillion dollars strong—grows from the trailhead, the boat ramp, the open
gate. |
6 comments:
Love your take on this issue. Firm, explanatory and not overtly political. Too bad most who should won't read it.
Beautiful images of this magnificent place.
Today's blog entry was pitch perfect, particularly the portion about the importance of public lands. The photographs are some of your best. It is great that readers of Shadow and Light Magazine are going to witness this story thread you have developed about the area, and the last sheep herders!
Thanks and so true about the folks who should take get the message.
Thanks I think I know who you are.
Thanks, Daryl. In the post and in the article I tried to take non-political and objective stance.
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