The Power of One

While it’s not really winter yet, it is late in the fall and camping is not necessarily on the top of my “to do” list. However, once in a while the conditions are ideal including brisk fall temperatures, an idyllic location, and great people (that’s right, I’m talking about you Scott, Betty, Kota, and Cathy). The site in this case is simply referred to as Lone Pine. I’m not sure who gave it this moniker or when, but the name fits. In the middle of a deciduous forest stands one solitary pine tree. It takes several miles to hike in, but once there, it’s definitely worth the while.

At this time of year, most of the trees have forfeited their leaves and therefore that one evergreen tree stands alone in all its splendor and grandeur. It’s almost like the oaks, maples, and birch trees have stepped aside and this pine is finally allowed to be the center of attention instead of another giant stick lost in the mix. Regardless, this majestic tree is secluded in a valley and provides a spectacular location for camping. The ground is littered with pine needles providing soft bedding for anyone wishing to spend the night sheltered under the tree’s intact canopy.

The evening was absolutely perfect. I didn’t sleep well, but that’s of no consequence. The night provided a calm that is usually only found indoors and the temperatures dipped into the thirties making for ideal conditions to have a few drinks and stay warm by the fire before slipping into a sleeping bag. While we were only out for one night, it was a night that I won’t soon forget. I’m just glad I’m still able to be outside enjoying what the changing seasons offer.