I was a city kid. My playgrounds were parking lots. Until…
One day, my dad brought home a pop-up camper. We hitched the trailer to our trusty station wagon, loaded it with luggage, sleeping bags, flashlights and lanterns. Then, off we went to destinations unknown. It is when my love affair with mountains, rivers, lakes, forests and seas began.
Nature became my cathedral and I have worshipped in it ever since.
Now, as a retiree, I hope to marvel at and muddle through Mother Earth’s sanctuary on a regular basis.
“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.”
― John Muir