I had
the pleasure over the weekend to visit Slabsides. It is the name of the cabin in the
woods that John Burroughs built and is held sacred today by a trust to preserve
his presence in the Catskill Mountains and the Mid-Hudson region.
Slabsides
was his getaway and if I dare to use a modern term that I find distasteful, his “man-cave”
in the late 1800’s and into 20th
century.
He did
much of his writing in this cabin. He wrote essays for leading magazines at the
time. He penned twenty-seven books on nature and relationships. He was a
thinker, a philosopher, a naturalist and a keen observer of nature.
Visitors
to Slabsides included President Theodore Roosevelt, John Muir, Thomas Edison,
Henry Ford and Harvey Firestone and poet Walt Whitman walked the woods with Burroughs. The spirits of his many visitors linger in sustained
appreciation. John Burroughs was a farmer intellect and people gravitated to
him because of his simple insight into mankind’s relationship to nature. His
writings had a profound impact on the emerging conservation movement in
America.
As I
stood inside his cabin I could feel the latent energy of past greatness. The cabin is just as Burroughs left it in 1920. A foundation sustains it and opens it to the public a few times each year.
This weekend there was music and hikes and great stories from docent Patrick McDonough and quotes from Burroughs.
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