If I wasn't stuck at home I'd be . . .
Watching the trout race at Great the Smoky Mountain Trout Festival in wonderful Maggie Valley.
We’ve got quite a trout heritage here in the Old North State and some fine remaining streams. But those TVA and Ohio Valley smokestacks keep cranking out the acid rain-causing hydrocarbons and people keep building right up on the buffers. Then there’s the problem with non-native crayfish and, of course, logging.
So give it up for the trout and the people who love ‘em—they’re having to put up a hell of a fight.
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