Have you ever found a special place on the water that seems to be that out of the way location which always produces days that leave you smiling? You know, the one I’m talking about, that lonely slice of water that takes a bit of effort to reach, where you never see another soul.
The truth is, you’re not the only one that knows where it is, its just that the effort to get there limits even you and it it quickly becomes the spot reserved for special days when solitude is required and you know it can be found there, if you’re in the mood to work for it.
After a while, you’ve grown so fond of your out of the way slice of heaven that you take someone along to show them the unreal beauty and charm your little Shangri-La possesses. Even though that little voice in the back of your head cautions you to keep it to yourself, you convince yourself it will be kept in confidence, so off you go.
The magic is in the air and the birds are chirping as you and your guest revel in the moments where your rod is bent and fish come to hand in a way that never happens on a normal day, in the usual spots. You keep reminding them that the place you’re visiting is special and warrants secrecy, hoping that your trust won’t be betrayed.
By day’s end, you know that you’ve shared a truly special place and time and the allure of it is almost fairytale in its splendor, which makes you nervous.
As you finish a beer with your friend, they thank you for the special day and reassure you that the secret is going to be kept. They express reverence for the location, and pour on the charm letting you know its safe.
A month or two later, it happens. There in all of its glory, laid bare for the world to see on Instagram or Facebook is the spot you’ve cherished for so long. That place you’ve always held dear and protected. Your pulse quickens, and in mere moments, you know its over, the secret is out.
The temptation was too great for the person who didn’t earn it. They were given the privilege, and without the investment of sweat equity, they gave it away.
Worse yet, they begin to abuse it. Almost weekly at first, them more and more often, until its not just the recipient of your friendly benevolence, but now others are there and posting about too.
Forgiving those who trespass against you is tough. But truth be told, its best that you do, for they know not what they’re doing. The luster will fade on that place of beauty in due time, for once its been burned, the patina of overuse will erase it.
Don’t despair, but rather, channel your efforts in finding your next quiet corner and remember, Loose Lips Sink Ships.