Why is going /out/ so addicting? It is very tough on the mind and the body. Sleeping in my tent miles from anyone among the critters is nerve wracking at times. Bushwacking up the mountains in dirt and sweat over deadwood, through endless amounts of spider webs, flies, mosquitos, ants, and scat is exhausting. Body is sore especially feet, ankles, and upper back. Yet every time I head down the mountain I feel elated, and once I'm back at home I always crave to go back. Most people don't get to experience this and I feel sad for them.