I grew accustomed to being outdoors in places where we might not see another person all day. Every Sunday, we embarked on long nature drives, and often found ourselves traveling on abandoned logging roads or sitting beside a lake preparing hotdogs on a barbeque. Nature grew close to my heart as it carved out its own special place in my life and left its mark on me. I now long for the scent of pine trees during the long winter months.
Over the course of many journeys into the wilderness, I have learned, through trial and error, things that are essential to your trip.