It's hard to explain backpacking to someone who has never done it. There is no comparison that does it justice. It's not like hiking and its not like camping, even though it is both of those things. It is hard work, challenging every muscle and testing your will to go on, an experience we do not commonly encounter with all the "comforts" of our modern lives. So when people ask me about my trip, it is difficult to explain, why I am doing this.
This happened the other day. I said it was what enjoy doing and I love it. I also said it was really fun, but then I instantly realized that it is not what most people would call fun. It's a different kind of fun. It's an experience that builds your inner strength, your courage, and empowers you. It's challenging no doubt but conquering your limits is one of the most rewarding experience out there. It's fun just to be outdoors. The vividness tingles the senses, but staying out there over night, and for several days fine tunes not only these but your thoughts as well. You notice the most subtle changes... the moisture in the air as a storm approaches, the thinning of oxygen as elevation increases, the shifting colors of the sky as the sun recedes. The natural world provides peace of mind and ultimate serenity. This is my temple, a place for reflection on all things worldly and unworldly. No work of man can capture such enchantment and wonder.