Memories of a Rainy Day in Camp (Redux)

Last week, I spent a few days off of the proverbial grid to go backpacking, camping, and fly fishing with a couple of close friends in the Seneca Creek Backcountry of West Virginia. Every time I venture into wild places I learn something…about myself, about nature, about whatever or whoever it is we call “God.”

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