5 Ways the Backcountry is Good For You

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Backcountry Goodness!

There is always a moment when I first set out on a trail that will lead me winding and twisting for days back into the backcountry. It’s like all the stress of the hustle and bustle of life releases in one giant cleansing breath. I feel lighter. Free. Back to my roots. Backpacking has become a huge hobby of mine and not just for the break from work and the city. Here are five ways that being out in the backcountry, away from society and all creature comforts is GOOD for you!

1. Clear your mind. Get away from the chaos and constant over-stimulation and just be, bra.

2. Breathe in the fresh, clean, pure air of the wild. It’s good for your mind, body, and soul.

3. It makes you have to rough it a bit. In this day and age of everything being readily available and easy to obtain, having to work for your food, shelter, and – to an extent – your very survival is a GOOD thing. Get your hands dirty! You wont regret it.

4. Backcountry adventurin’ is great exercise! Carrying a huge backpack full of gear on your back for 12 miles a day is a workout like no other. AND you are usually  in some of the most stunning landscapes out there so that’s a bonus: amazing view while working out. I’d take that over the gym any day.

5. In the backcountry, you have to step outside of your comfort zone. You might find yourself in some less than ideal situations: a rain storm, a ripped tent, an encounter with a bear… it is GOOD to face your fears and to tackle whatever the wild might throw your way. It gives you the opportunity to surprise even yourself and to do something that you did not even know you were capable of.

So get outside! Breathe in the fresh air! Surprise yourself! The backcountry awaits you!

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4 thoughts on “5 Ways the Backcountry is Good For You

  1. Forrest says:

    As far as #3 and #4 go, I have a quick story. A few weeks ago I had plans to go kayak camping in the North Cascades, but when I went in for my permit, I was told that the island I planned to camp on was already occupied. The ranger suggested a different camp, with room for one, a waterfall, and trail access, but much farther from the road. I took a water taxi in and out. It was a beautiful place and I was truly alone, but it was less satisfying than most or perhaps all of the backpacking trips I’ve been on. I had a few days alone in the wilderness and spectacular scenery all around, but I hadn’t earned it by carrying a full pack all those miles. Instead of being tired and proud of myself when I arrived in camp, I was fresh and had time I needed to fill. (It was still a great trip, just not as great as if I’d come in under my own muscle power.) So I think you’re 100 % correct.

    • Wild Writes says:

      Thanks for the story, Forrest! There sure is something special about arriving at your campsite dead, sore, and beat up, but knowing that you made it there by your own strength and will.

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