Thirty-four pages into Gierach's No Shortage of Good Days
we find one possible explanation for Small Stream Syndrome
(in my case, the wholesale absence of the rest of humanity enters into the equation).
"As it is, I feel that I fish my local creeks as well as anyone and better than most, and although that may or may not be true, so few people care that I can go on believing it in peace."
More from Gierach's latest book as it's consumed on this --- the first live-blogging of a Gierach book ever attempted on this blog
Undergrounders, you're a part of history.