Byron, (and Pete),
Just pulling your leg. But, since I'm only likely to meet you during camping I'll keep a weather eye out.
Most of my early camping was hiking a branch of the Appalachian trail (the Green Mountain Trail). The roar of the SVEA stove and dinner in a Sierra cup are still a powerful memory. Later, the squeak-squeak of priming a Coleman stove or lantern access the same memories.
They say that hearing, and more specifically smell are the most powerful memory evokers. The sweet smell of fresh cut pasture (summers of "haying") still get me off down memory lane.