My backpacking days are pretty much beind me, but in the 80's, we did quite a lot of it. My best trip was with my then-wife, my best pal Dan (jarfmon), and my friend Glenn and his then-wife. We did five days in the Sawtooth Wilderness, departing from the Powerplant Campground in Atlanta, Idaho, and working our way up to Leggit Lake.
It was probably a good one day hike, about eight miles and about 3,000 feet uphill...the last quarter mile to the lake itself rising 650' over broken rock. We could have made better time, I think, but it started raining as soon as we got out of the cars, and it poured like mad. We made the first decent elevation change, but it was slogging all the way, and by the time we got to the first good camping area, we were sodden to the core. We pitched camp halfassed and slept, then spent the next day drying everything out around the fire, and started over. Its a decent story, one I should write, I guess.
We also did a lot of Missouri backpacking the Mark Twain National Forest back in the day. My normal camping experience was car camping for years and years, but age and hard ground persuaded us to buy a popup camper ten years ago.
Still love the outdoors, though. Probably the biggest reason Paganism makes so much sense to me, in fact.
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