Tallulah River in North Georgia

When I was a kid my family spent many hours on this North Georgia river. There was a time when I could have described every boulder as I encountered it my mind. I went back today to visit my old friend. It had fared better than I had feared but it is still sad to see. Back then the water was so clear you could see grains of sand on the bottom from the shore. We could drink the water with no ill effects. Seeing this fella fishing reminded me of all the weeks of hours I spent fishing for trout myself.

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