Word: pined
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Lake Itasca State Park, and little boys overhung the rhododendron, while some of their fathers were just hung over, gazing blankly at the huge oaks, hickories. spruces and poplars. At Kennedy Meadow, just north of Yosemite Park in the California Sierra, campers hiked along a winding stream through pine and fir forests and sandy flats, fished for brownies and slept under the stars. At Minnesota's Lake Carlos State Park, the overflow of campers slept under picnic tables...
...swung their heavy rucksacks and sleeping bags on their backs, and hiked north along a woodland trail to Leigh Lake. From there, they rowed better than two miles to the foot of a snow-splotched mountain on the western shore, hacked out the underbrush, laid down a floor of pine boughs, and put up their tent. By nightfall they had a campfire blazing (disdaining such backyard aids as starter fuel), and ate corn roasted in the husk, ash-baked potatoes, hamburgers, cold beer (iced in the lake) and hot coffee...
Next morning, after dressing in the chilling air, they had their breakfast and, carrying light packs, traversed upward through thickets of aspen and pine and cedar and wild flowers. Now and then they recrossed the stream and stopped to drink, and after an hour, high in the mountain, they found the waterfall that fed the stream below. Clambering across a rockslide, they tucked some beer into the water, built a fire and cooked their lunch. When they returned to their camp, they stripped and plunged with agonized cries into a lake cold enough to recall Joyce's scrotum-tightening...
...work of tent camping. Cardiologist James Conrad and his wife and two children were using a station wagon and a tent. Neither family fished, but they sailed and hiked. Bird Lover Painter delighted in helping the children discover some wonderful birds-a hoarse raven that flapped over the yellow pines, a broad-tailed hummingbird, a pine siskin, a violet green swallow, bluebirds and chickadees, orioles and woodpeckers...
Late in the afternoons, Painter made the martinis (while Conrad "held the vermouth a bit downwind"). With Painter playing the harmonica and Conrad the guitar, the children sang till suppertime and then climbed into their sleeping bags. On other days, the Painters and Conrads walked among the ponderosa pine and the aspen trees, past berries and pink dianthus and lupine and wild roses, yarrow and wild strawberry and kitten ears and vetch. Though most campers swear that the forest is a world of green-muffled silence, it is actually full of noise: the constant cry of gulls and other water...