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Maybe I'm just a pompous jerk but... I grew up on a farm with hundreds of acres of land to play in, as kids can get away with trespassing on the adjoining spreads. I regularly hiked and camped with the Boy Scouts through all weather and seasons, with the pièce de résistance of my outdoor life being a week portaging our canoes between lakes in the Algonquin Provincial Park, Ontario, Canada with my brother, only a couple of weeks after high school graduation, our last activity with our Explorer Scout Post.
How can anybody live without recognizing Poison Ivy at a glance?
Oooooooo….we loved Algonquin. Our girls were in high school when we planned a trip to Ontario “just because” Beautiful. Stayed in cabins at Madawaska and then Mattawa.
I used to go hiking alone in the mountains east of Tucson. Off trail. In the 70s. It was easy enough to figure out where I WANTED to go, but not so easy to find a route that would take me there. But I always got back before dark because I wasn’t suicidal. My Mom would have KILLED me if I got back after dark!