My review of John McPhee's book The Pine Barrens which i wrote on Amazon in 1999, and they used to have it right up on top for a long time, but then they disappeared it, but this is it. It was first the NY Times article on the Barrens from, I think, 1969 (I once posted the copy of it on here someplace), and this great book, that induced me to first go down there. I'd never heard of the place before.
It was just a year or 2 later, 2000 or so, that i got stuck in the Barrens for a few days, in a low slung rented car bogged down in sand - don't ask! I just came across the tow truck receipt. Amazingly i got one to go in there - a very remote part - and tow me out of the sand trap...the tow truck got busted up on the way in too.
1999: I live out west now. I just returned to the east for a visit. I drove down to the NJ Pine Barrens and I camped out one night in the Plains (the dwarf forest), no doubt in violation of millions of New Jersey rules and regulations. The benign peacefulness of the place, the smell of the pines, the sound of the wind, all swept over me. I used to live in Manhattan. I'd often make the 2 1/2 or 3 hour drive to hike and canoe and camp in the Barrens. I love that magical forest, the dark bogs, the open plains, the pure rivers, the endless sandy roads. John McPhee's book truly captures the atmosphere of this very special place in the world.