Augustine McClary treks through an unbeaten path, jumping bogs and clearing brush to get to where he and his girlfriend have slept for the last two weeks.

“It is depressing the way we’re living right now,” he said. “Right now we are living in the woods.”

A two-person tent is sheltered by the sun with an umbrella in a cleared-out, secluded part of the woods. Clothes and blankets hang from trees, still drying from last week’s rain. Supper will be cooked on a small grill.

“We are camping because we have to,” he says. “It is the only way we have to live right now.”