In this way he absorbed not only turpentine, but also, in a roundabout sort of way, a whole pharmacopoeia of medicines made from this particular element.
By the time he arrived at the end of the gorge Thor's stomach was a fairly well-stocked drug emporium.

Among other things he had eaten perhaps half a quart of spruce and balsam needles.

When a dog is sick he eats grass; when a bear is sick he eats pine or balsam needles if he can get them.

Also he pads his stomach and intestines with them in the last hour before denning himself away for the winter.
The sun was not yet up when Thor came to the end of the gorge, and stood for a few moments at the mouth of a low cave that reached back into the wall of the mountain.

How far his memory went back it would be impossible to say; but in the whole world, as he knew it, this cave was home.