If a tree creeks and cracks in a deep, dark forest and
thinks no one is there to hear, it
does make a sound. I discovered this on the trail somewhere between Bristol Springs and Naples, NY. It was already starting to get dark as my husband and I finally found a place to make camp. After taking a wrong turn that led us more than a mile in the wrong direction, we were backtracking - almost back where we had started. We set down our packs and quickly began gathering firewood and pitching the tent. It wasn't supposed to rain, so we left the fly off. "It will be fun to see the forest all around us, stars peaking through leafy branches," we thought.