FOREST RECREATION DEPARTMENT 



Arthur H. Carhart, Editor 



To tke Green Tree Fraternity 



"1 VACATION time is coming! The smudgy buds on the 

 ' street trees, the birds, in spite of their grimy dress 

 soiled by the smoke of the city, tell of it, it is in the 

 air. The technical diagnostician might say that these 

 are spring fever symptoms, but all know that it is the call 

 to the open places beginning to exert itself and that it 



not. The rushing babble of the brook where it gurgles 

 over the stony stream-bed, the swish of the truant breeze 

 through the bushes and grasses, the smashing roar of 

 the thunder god are our true mother tongue. The thou- 

 sands and thousands of years our ancestors spent in the 

 open have come to us in the call of the outdoors as a 



There is a tendency to think of outdoor beauty as being present only where nature is undisturbed. There has grown up 

 a widespread cult imbued with the idea that we should "leave Nature alone." It is founded no doubt on the practices of 

 the past, for forests were stripped from the slopes, unsightly s cars wrought by industry, and beauty dissipated. 



But forestry need not be excluded from our great play pla ces to insure natural beauty. All will agree that a sturdy 

 young tree is more pleasant to behold than a rotting, over-mature veteran. Forestry utilizes the veterans and brings in young 

 husky trees to fill their places. 



This policy exists in National Forests. Their beauty is unsurpassed and commercial cutting is allowed in them. Proper 

 restrictions are necessary and rational conservation policies must be followed to bring this about, but it can be and is being 

 done. 



Their beauty calls to all lovers of the outdoors. They belong to the people. The recreational use is the only direct, 

 universal, personal use we can make of them. They invite you to come to them for your vacation this year. Editor. 



will culminate in a trip into the hills, along a tree-bor- 

 dered stream, or in automobile over the broad highways. 

 Mother Nature calls to her truant child, man. The 

 shadowland, where tall, arched trees let little darts of 

 sunshine through to dapple the forest floor, is a part of 

 our being. Stone walls, steel girders, or tiled floors are 



heritage. We must heed it. We return to nature to get 

 inspiration, better health and relief from all of the ills 

 that our artificial surroundings breed. 



Right now many are looking forward to a vacation 

 time in the open. Those who are not doing this of their 

 own volition are subconsciously dreaming of places 



IN THE .-lAWlUUlH 



Timbered slopes, jagged peaks, clear lakes and big fish await the traveler in this National Forest in Idaho. Would you seek 

 further for a better spot than this for your vacation camp? It is useless. 



