April 14, 2003
This week, we have a story written by Armand LeBlanc, from Moncton, New Brunswick. Armand is an avid outdoors person. He loves to go hunting in the fall and to take in all the beautiful colours of nature.
The outdoors is a good breath of fresh air. I like the outdoors beacuse of its peace and quiet. You can see a lot - animals, trees, as well as the opportunity to experience nice natural bodies of water, endlessly flowing almost everywhere, decorating Mother Nature's multi-coloured palette covering the earth. Now all the trees have been cut down, because they were either too old, or Mr. Irving has cut them for paper.
My friends and I always love to go hunting in the fall; we usually take a week off. The wood lane is fun to enjoy, walking through the woods, go crazy, have a few beers, joke around, laugh with the friends you're with, and have a grand old time. Now the hunting is not like it used to be. The environment is not as nice like it was twenty years ago. Man made rules, trees are gones, waters polluted, and there's not as much game as there once was.
I hope, for our own children's welfare, that there will be no further environmental damage. It's up to us to clean it up, but it's going to take a lot of work, desire, passion, volunteer work, and money to put the environment back where it was before. Maybe our wildlife animals, like moose, deer, beaver, rabbit, fish, and the rest of the natural kingdom, will replenish nice and healthy. It would be a great help to this earth. They have all the new technology today to do it : timberjack, portable saw mills, and big tractors, for ecological preservation, rather than making tire tracks where cutting the wooded lots make the land terrible to walk on, the air and land a mess, not to mention a big mess of the beauty. Now, supposedly, they're supposed to replant the trees after they're done cutting the wood lot.
I hope I'm still alive to see this happen.
It would be nice if the environment would get a chance to grow again for the future by those who destroyed the beauty of nature. To once again go into the wilderness and, if you are far enough, you can't hear a thing but nature's natural sound, if you truly listen. It's not hard away from the villages and cities of the people world, no arguments, no radio, and the best of all - peace and quiet. This, with a clean mind, clean air, and colour galore, is to me, the great outdoors, or Mother Nature's beauty getting in touch with us inside, and out of doors.
[This story was taken with permission, from The CASPer, May 2002, the Moncton and area CASP newsletter.]