The springboard for my career was graduate studies of elk and other herbivores in the heart of a region that is now marketed as the “Pennsylvania Wilds”. The experience also spawned a 40-year friendship with my field research mentor, a retired forester and author of works on forest history and elk. Return trips to visit, hike, fish and photograph are always mutually rewarding and memorable. It is this connection that brings to mind a quote of Aldo Leopold: “There are some who can live without wild things and some who cannot.”
Covering a dozen counties and roughly 2-million acres in the northcentral portion of the state, the PA Wilds region is largely forested and under State or Federal ownership. Outdoor recreation and tourism are the backbone of local economies. Historically, deer hunting was the main draw to the area, and may still be, but new outdoor recreation activities with growing participation rates are rapidly altering the landscape, and the experience.
When visiting, I stay in my friends log cabin and seamlessly slip into a refreshingly different world of backcountry wildlife, mountains, tumbling brooks, endless forested landscapes and rich land use history. On a cloudy night the experience is enhanced by environmental qualities that are nearly extinct in the civilized world: the virtual absence of human noise and the disorienting, but enlightening, experience of total darkness.
In the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the region was a bustling network of logging camps, sawmills, tanneries and related industries. Extensive stands of virgin White Pine, valued for lumber and ship masts, helped one local city lay claim to being the “lumber capital of the world” in the late 1800’s. A pine log destined to be used as a ship mast had to be straight and at least 90 feet long and 18 inches across – at the small end! Using only horses, oxen, hand tools, the power of water (and later, railroads), loggers harvested and transported these massive timbers with incredible ingenuity. One example was the use of a series of “splash dams” to move large logs down small streams. Gated dams were constructed from nearby timber and rocky substrate to created a reservoir that was filled with logs hauled off the mountain. When the gate was opened, the logs shot downstream, buoyed and propelled by the artificial flood water.

Remains of a 140-year-old splash dam on a small mountain creek; the foundation of Hemlock logs is waterlogged and remarkably well preserved.
The last native PA elk was killed in the latter part of the 19th century. However, this year marks the 100th anniversary of the reintroduction of elk and a wild, free-ranging herd of several hundred animals has become the center piece of the PA Wild program.
Elk, deer, bear and turkeys are the main attractions for tourists and hunters alike, but the detailed landscapes of forest openings, beaver meadows, and the edges of sparsely traveled trails and roads are often rich in plant and animal life.

Porcupine; strolling along the edge of a beaver meadow and grazing on succulent, herbaceous vegetation
Three plants, or plant groups, that are spectacular in mid-summer are the daisies and daisy-like flowers, Bee Balm and Cardinal Flower. All of these photos are wild plants, growing naturally in the area being featured.
When available, both Bee Balm and Cardinal Flower are favored, natural food sources for hummingbirds.
I stopped near the eastern border of the PA Wilds on my way home to break up the trip and photograph a mountain stream. This was my final capture of the trip.
Photos by NB Hunter. © All Rights Reserved.
In the mountains of W.Va. I first learned what you articulated so well…the velvet feel of total darkness and the voices of nature teaching me that there is no such thing as silence. I enjoyed your post over my coffee this morning….Thank you!
And thank you Saunda for that beautiful comment that expressed the experience perfectly!
Liked the history write up. I found that really interesting. And of course the photographs are always great.
Some great shots of these remaining wild places. Hope me manage to preserve some of them in the future.
Thanks, and I agree. It is critical that we all recognize the accelerated rate at which wildness is disappearing and do everything possible to preserve the special places.
Many moons ago I spent a weekend in that area. Although I didn’t see any elk, the experience was quite memorable. Nice post Nick!
Thanks Dan. Glad you saw the post and could relate.
What a beautiful and inspiring account – a tribute to the management of wilderness areas. Your visual record too is diverse…. that’s a wonderful collection of fauna and flora photos. Have enjoyed this post immensely 🙂
Great! Your thoughtful and specific comments are much appreciated. When I follow my gut and speak passionately, from the heart, the results tend to be very gratifying.
terrific post Nick! I went to college at St. Francis in Loretto – quite a remote location in western PA. Were you anywhere near there?
Thanks Tina. I’m not familiar with Loretto, but know it’s in a beautiful area. I was born and raised roughly 60-70 miles west of there in Armstrong County. My post featured Elk and Cameron Counties in the northcentral part of the state – I’m guessing about a 3 hour drive from Loretto.
Pittsburgh native, here. Looks like we three “get” the wild beauty that is Pennsylvania. Excellent post, Nick, it brought to mind an elk experience I had. I had my 30th birthday dinner with my boss and his family and in-laws. It was only after we were done eating that his father-in-law explained that he had caught the roast we had for dinner. It was elk that he had hunted in Wyoming. I felt heart-sick about eating that magnificent animal, but of course couldn’t let on.