“Here, in my little circumscribed world, I remained out of touch with the world at large. I was living full, rich days and felt no need for a newspaper, radio, or TV. The mosquitos were starting to swarm outside the tent, their vast numbers producing an audible hum. I was woken briefly at 11:30 p.m. by a vocalizing pair of Common Loons as they flew overhead. Then I heard the drumming of a Ruffed Grouse-he must have been moonstruck.”