Why I Backpack
Backpacking, for me, is the ideal embodyment of the phrase "life is a journey and not a destination."
* It is a journey from where you start the trail to where you end the trail.
* It is a journey you make with your body as you work hard just to keep moving up that next mountain.
* It is the final test for your own preparations in how you pack your supplies, food and water.
* It is every living thing you encounter along your way.
* It is the cooling rains on a warm day.
* It is the sound of the birds as they sing to the wind that gives them flight.
* It is the taste of honeysuckle and wild berries.
* It is the larger-than-life sky and it's armada of clouds that sail it.
* It is the countless hidden homes you pass.
* It is the sweet smell of a pine forest.
* It is the cruch of leaves under your feet and the gurlge of a nearby stream.
* It is the feel of bark.
* It is the hymns the insect choir lift in praise to each other using the whole of their tiny bodies.
* It is the crisp morning as you set about checking your gear for the day's hike.
* It is the friends you take with you and make along the way.
* It is the time where you are alone for long talks with your soul.