Camplng in the pines

Legend has it that in the pine barrens is a white stag,whose appearance warns of danger.Many sightings have been reported around Quaker Bridge,where the old stagecoach road crosses Batsto River.A night under the stars deep in the pines might hold more than you can imagine.The woods have swallowed many settlements and homesteads.At night these long gone and forgotten islands of human spirit seem to have life.Spend a few nights camping deep off of any sand road or trail to experience the subtlety of these timeless woods.