I couldn't possibly read thru all the posts, but this is what i carry and do. Byer Moskito hammock, a camo poncho in case it rains, a fleece blanket that dries almost instantly, i got it at flea market, a green lightweight camping pad, two cookpots, one for soup and the other for tea, Bounty paper towels, since they are still useable if they get wet, you just dry them out, some kind of jerky for food. I never drink water, just tea, usually Celestial Seasons Bengal Spice, the boiling kills everything. I don't carry a stove or water purifier. One pair of shorts, one pair of pants that I use for a pillow, Keen Newport sandals. I have never wore underwear since I was a kid. compass, Walden, Confederacy of Dunces, small binoculars, a Ruger 22 auto for hunting. About 20 to 25 pounds.
I used to be in the exact opposite mindset. I moved to Alaska in the early 90's with the idea of being a "mountain man". I must have read "The Mad Trapper of Rat River" and watched "Jeremiah Johnson" a hundred times each the last couple of years I was in college. For those of you who don't know who Albert Johnson was, he was a ghost who literally walked across Canada, possibly from North Dakota, and his life ended in the Yukon after a month long chase in the dead of winter. When the RCMP finally killed him, after chasing him with dog teams and planes across mountains, his pack was estimated to weigh 200 pounds. he had a shotgun, a rifle, two pistols, a bearskin blanket with the hair on, and all kinds of other stuff. He was my hero.
Now, I just don't think it is worth it. The best camping I have ever done is when I had a dog team carrying all my stuff...I had a big thick Cabelas camp pad that was as good or better than a high end double quilt top mattress, a badass heavy tent and a Woods sleeping bag, but I can't imagine carrying **** like that on my back anymore.