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Who
doesn't enjoy getting out to hike and camp? How cool is it that you
can combine both activities into one cheap, supremely-entertaining activity?
Nothing is more relaxing than a bit of solitude in the forest for a couple
of days, or maybe the company of a good friend around the campfire at night.
Simple pleasures: The chill of a frosty morning in the mountains greeting
you as you emerge from your tent to cook instant fruit flavored oatmeal;
the black dome of the sky wheeling through the night with a billion stars
shining bright without city-light competition; the murmer of pine boughs
deep in the night as you lay packed in a snug goose-down sleeping bag;
the smell of wood smoke on your clothes; squirrels chattering in the firs;
coyotes howling at the moon; naps in pine needle duff; sandstone under
your hand; moonlight. Not many escapes are available for the masses
as they toil in crowded workrooms with noisy machines and irritating coworkers,
or jockey for place in the supermarket line after work to get home before
dark. What a nightmare humans have created for themselves. Well,
to hell with all that. Out here is the REAL world. There's no place I'd
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 "Do
not burn yourself out. Be as I am- a reluctant enthusiast....a part time
crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and
your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the
West; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it's
still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your
friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, encounter the grizz,
climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that
sweet yet lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious
stillness, that lovely, mysterious and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves,
keep the brain in your head firmly attached to the body, the body active
and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory
over our enemies, over those deskbound men with their hearts in a safe
deposit box and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you
this: You will outlive the bastards." - Edward Abbey
"Friends
around the campfire, everybody's high. Rocky Mountain High." -John
Denver
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