Fragrance Quote for May 22nd, 2012-Forest and stream, Volume 67 By William A. Bruette

Between The Cedars on The North Fork Sauk River Trail, Mount Baker, National Forest , 1936.


Fragrance Quote for May 22nd, 2012-Forest and stream, Volume 67
By William A. Bruette

Is there anything quite like this feeling? The exhilarating mountain air, the cool fragrance of the pines, together with your own vigor and freshness after a night's sleep in the open, make you feel so exuberant that it is impossible not to start off at a fast pace—so fast, that after a few moments you are forc...ed to stop, tired and breathless, wondering as you do why you can never learn to be moderate at the outset. Then follow hours of a certain monotony, and yet every moment is different. It is hard to express the charm you feel as you tramp on and on, with the little trail ever stretching ahead, curving and disappearing in yonder thicket, now taking you through dense timber of immense cedar trees draped and festooned with gray bearded moss, until it all seems like a mystical fairy-land, now coming on a clear, rushing stream, where invaribly you stop, bend the rim of your hat and scoop up a drink or pause to pick the huckleberries, still glistening with the dew. Occasionally the guide indicates that you may rest if you wish, and although you may not feel particularly tired, you take off your pack, and with a feeling of joy, throw yourself down on the thick carpet of needles, burying your face in them, while you drink in the warm fragrance, or lying on your back and looking, up through the dark green branches to the blue of the sky, where the white, fleecy clouds are sailing past. It seems scarcely a moment until you must be off again—but what a moment it was!