Springer Mountain, southern terminus of the Appalachian Trail

When I was a child, the prevailing ethic in camping was “conquer the woods.” We carried hatchets and shovels. We cleared a campsite, we dug trenches around our pup-tents. We toted cast-iron pans, alcohol, kerosene, sterno.

(Drank the alcohol, cooked with the sterno!)

We took the suburbs and primitive industry into the woods.

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