I wanted to get out of the oppressively hot and uncomfortable city and head to more comfortable environs. I was to go it alone, as every friend wanted to stay inside and relish their air conditioners. Perhaps I should have followed suit.
I set out from Philadelphia around 2p.m. on Saturday afternoon, in about 100 degree heat. The drive wasn't long or stressful, only about an hour by I-76 and US Rt. 206.
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| Wharton State Forest is nowhere in the middle of somewhere |
I hit the flat, sandy Mullica River trail and started sweating immediately. The trail was unimpressive to start, and never really became more interesting.
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| The first part of the trail looked like this. As did the middle. And the end. |
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| Mullica River; a wide bog that smelly funky |
After about three miles, I got onto the Batsto trail. This trail runs for 50 miles. However, after seeing the trail, I wouldn't walk it for 10 miles. Please excuse my negativity. The bugs were brutal, as a swarm of nats, mosquitos and black fly s followed me every where I went.
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| The Batsto Trail |
The highlight of the trip was swimming in the Batsto river, just steps from my tent. The cold water was quite nice in the 100 degree heat. The river was stained red from the Atlantic cedar that skirt the slow moving river; a of the boy scouts I met said that the tannins have antimicrobial properties and make the water good for drinking. Nonetheless, I used my Katadyn pump to make sure I wasn't going to get the giardia.
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| The Batsto River that ran past the Lower Forge campground |
I'm glad I went to the Pine Barrens because it arrested my curiosity about the Pine Barrens, which encompasses over 1 million sq. acres of New Jersey (22% of the state).