“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountain is going home; that wildness is necessity; that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.”
From the you’re-never-too-old-to-catch-the-fish-of-a-lifetime department:
Meet Fran Phares, 87, of Mooresville, Mo.
She had fished most of her life without catching anything really memorable — until last year.
When she went down to her pond with her daughter, she really wasn’t expecting much. On her last cast, she threw her crankbait along a bank and immediately felt something strike.
After a tussle, she got the bass to the shallows. But she didn’t have a net. So her daughter waded in, grabbed the fish with a pair of pliers and tossed it onto the bank.
Fran later learned that she had a 6-pound bass, a fish that is being mounted.
“This pond has been around for a while, so I knew it had to have some big fish in it,” she said. “But I never thought I’d get anything http://www.kansascity.com/sports/outdoors/story/1688278.htmlthis big.”