The horizon. The further it is, the closer you want to be. There is nothing like standing on a mountain or hill, staring at that horizon and sending your muse beyond it. Makes it worth chugging this heavy, oversized house on my back.
I guess it’s about the freedom, or at least the feeling of it that pulls me back to the wild. Having all you need on your back and the knowledge and tools to go wherever you want buys you a ticket to some spectacular shows. Massive flash floods in the desert, spectacular sound and light shows of thunder and lightning in the mountains and the endless starry skies at nights. It all becomes addictive.
So this is what I go looking for when the concrete jungle starts closing in......