After breakfast our troop packed up
and followed Hiney, our Explorer,
past the swamp end of Wildcat Lake,
over the mountain in search of the nudist camp.
Hiney knew from other scouts that if we went over the mountain we'd find a road and from that road it was a short walk to the nudist camp somewhere near Blairstown, where anything could happen to pubescent boys.
This was the second week of our stay. We were bored.
First week of summer camp was typical scout stuff. The nature trail had several different kinds of pine trees you could determine by the number of needles in a bud. You followed a colored plate on the tree and that kept you on a trail. A counselor would explain what you were looking at. "It's much more than a tree, it's an evergreen pine tree," and such.
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