"it is a paradox that is rooted in the dream that many of us have of immersing ourselves so deeply and inextricably into a pocket of landscape, or a stretch of river - anything that seems to embody the wildness and the magic we feel we have lost - that we can somehow take possession of those places and make them ours.

yet the truth, like an eddy, runs in the opposite direction.

in the end, it is they that claim us. and we who belong to them."

-  kevin fedarko, the emerald mile