It was right about this time, 2 years ago or so, when I set out for a day of riding within the New Jersey Pine Barrens, in particular, Wharton State Forest. So, starting out at the Atsion Ranger Station, off of NJ Route 206, I headed east on the Quaker Bridge Road, a sugar sand road named after the Quakers whom used this stage coach route, pre-Revolution War days. The idea was to poke around the roads and trails within the forest on routes I haven't gone onto, as I usually stay on the well known Quaker Bridge Road, Batsto River Road or Constable Bridge Roads. For the reader, these are not roads per se, they are more deep sand roads with dense dwarf pine, eastern pine and cedar trees encroaching right upon the road. The weather was sunny and clear, with clear skies and dropping temps for the evening to come.
After a few hours of riding about on roads unfamiliar to me, the angle of the setting sun jarred me into the thought that I really had no clue as to where I was, nor how I was to find my way back to my truck at Atsion.
Now mind you, this is South Jersey, so no worries about man eating animals. But there was a good October chill going on as the shadows within the forests grew long. And with no compass, no cell phone nor no GPS, and with the NJ parks personnel not providing any hint of signage within these forest roads; I admit alot of dread was starting to set in. I mean, at that point, I did not have the dyno lighting system the Haibike now employs. And those woods, when the sun goes down, gets awful dark within, real quick. It's in the NJ Pine Barrens that the 1700's legend of the Jersey Devil was born, the 13th of Mother Leed's children. The area where the ghosts of alot of Philly and NYC mob hits are allegedly buried. You get to thinking of alot of this stuff as you start backtracking over your backtracks only to come out in the same area you were at 2 or 3 times previous......and the sun continues to drop. And that battery percentage is dropping as well.......why oh why did I leave the other battery home???
I lucked out in coming upon some horse riders (the first people I ran across in hours) loading up their horses after a day of riding in the October sunshine. And normally, I ask no one for directions, but this was a time to put the pride away; cause I was beyond lost. Turns out I was closer to Chatsworth, NJ then I ever could have thought, some 10 plus miles north and east of Atsion. Had I not asked them, I would have continued on my way northeast to Chatsworth as that was the way I was pointed; thinking to myself this was the way out of this mess. They set me to rights and I made it back to my truck in the twilight now deepening into night.
You can Google Maps Wharton State Forest, Atsion NJ and go east to see that this is not the New Jersey everyone thinks of and makes jokes about. This is beautiful country with woods that are lovely, dark and deep.....
Couple of photos within Wharton to get an idea.....