Willamette National Forest
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I had never gone fishing before, but I would tag along to enjoy the serenity. While my friend stood in the river with his line cast out, I sat on a rock, transfixed by the vibrant orange sun peeking through the trees and its golden silk blanket that covered the water, lost in the sounds of the river. My trance was broken when I was offered a fishing lesson. Why not!? I required a lot of help but eventually caught a fish. "Give it a kiss", he said. I gave it a little peck before he tossed it back into the abyss.

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