it takes alot to be comfortable in ones own skin.we are primatives living in, and operating, a modern world. it leaves us giddy, oft times drunk with power, sometimes in control, and seldom ourselves.
hiking , on the other hand. is not life as we know it. its life as we used to know it. as our forbearers knew life. sometimes lonewolf points out that ridiculusness hikers seem to exude after even one trip to the wilds. we come back all weirded out and acting like asses sometimes. hikers suffer from attitudes and weird afflictions . like gear buffs and knowitalls and holyer than thous and bossy people and not just a normal crossection of weirdness mind you. hikerdom has a big percentage of inspector gadgets and missguided dreamers. to a point where its not only funny. its also not funny. it gets sad. it even makes otherwise sane folks outright angry what with the things hikers do and say and how they act. we are not a groupe of chess players meeting for a match. we arent doctors or lawers when were in hike mode. were downright weird when we're doin what it is we do. all stinky and farting on each other and eating swine. lonewolfs calling a spade a spade is normal. he sees us when were comming off trail all pumped up and stupid. lets face it. were the weirdest organized group of anybodys anywhere. we need lonewolfs crits. he speaks as a modern. to primitves who are really just weekend skitzos.