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I've read op-ed pieces in outdoor publications that attack the rock stacking specifically. Not only does it take away from the "nature" by reminding you that somebody was just there before you, but it also can harm eggs that were clinging to the rocks that you didn't notice. Also takes away hiding spots for little critters in the streams, so it can mess up the immediate stream ecosystem.
I've stacked rocks a couple times myself. It's fun. There's something hardwired in my DNA that makes me want to build stuff. I think most humans have that drive, and it's the main reason we are so harmful to the Earth. We see pristine nature and want to leave our mark. It's like knocking the beautiful snow off a fence railing. Or smacking down icicles we see. It's fun, but if we were drawn to their beauty, why do we feel the impulse to destroy that beauty?
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