What Kind of Outdoors Person are You?

Growing one with nature daily and with the lord! The earth is my home. I feel at one where ever I am! So I'm a christian naturalist with guns lol

+1 ! I guess I could be categorized as a Christian/Infidel. I do believe that we should all be prepared for "come what may". U never know what's in store. At the same time I don't believe that survival or anything else should be all-consuming. Just to be aware that anything can happen...especially in this day and age!!!
 
Grew up in the Boy Scouts, and playing in the woods with my pals. I have just always felt good being out in the outdoors.

Got into backpacking in 1972, and while I'm a lot slower than I used to be, I still love it. Planning a trip for this fall.

Bur mainly, these days, it's back with the Boy Scouts again. I still love just being out there. Plus, there is the opportunity to teach skills, values, and respect to the upcoming generation. Plus the camaraderie with the other adult leaders in the troop. Hard to beat.
 
In all honesty, I am a little bit of a hippy (go ahead boys I know you have some things to say) :p

I like to think of the mountains I go to everyday as my real home. I grew up in nature, she's taught me many, if not, most of the life lessons I have today. I still have much more to learn, but that's all part of the human experience. I walk barefoot everywhere I go to feel closer to her, I pick up every piece of garbage and waste I possibly can to keep her beautiful, and take only what I need from her.

I explore the wilderness to escape the synthetic world we have created and forget of all the madness, the annoyance and humdrum life of urban living and suburbia. The fresh air, the freedom, the peace, the tranquility....its intoxicating.

Mother nature is my life, the forest is my home, that's what kind of outdoor person I am.
 
This is the way I was raised, my father my little brother & myself were always in the hills around home hunting or just woods bumming around. I'm not Survivor Man but I can take care of myself in this neck of the woods. My job (Coal Miner) doesn't give me the time to do alot of camping like I want to so I make do with short hikes. It's my way of relaxing & getting away from the pressure of the "World" ! Gives me a chance to think about things & Talk it over with "GOD". It's also my time to teach & talk with my boy's & my little brother.
 
The world is not coming to an end and we are not going to have live like mediaeval peasants when the Big One (whatever that may be) comes. But the wilderness as we know is disappearing. I just want to get out and in it to soak up places that don't have 4 million people. The press of humanity is really depressing some times especially if you work in an office 45+ hours a week like I do.

Plus I love photography and the two go hand in hand.

As far as skills are concerned I've had to teach myself everything so far and learn from trial and error. Flashy shows on the tv don't quite translate to the australian wilderness that's for sure.
 
I once told my buddy that I hike about a mile an hour and he couldn't believe it. I find that most hikers hike from A to B with the destination/goal being the most important thing. To me just being IN the woods is the goal.

I'm with you on that. I'm in the wilderness so I can see it, not so I can race through it. Mostly I just amble along, taking in the scenery and stopping every five or ten minutes to take a picture or a bit of video. People who are goal-obsessed with making the next camp site would probably be very frustrated hiking with me. So what I do is find people who are in a lot worse shape than me and I hike with them. That way, while they're stopping to catch their breath, I can enjoy the views. :D
 
Time slows for me when I'm out of doors. Every little thing is so important and interesting. Flora, fauna, the big sky, hot sun after a looooong Winter, mountains, lakes, rivers, green forests.
It is like nutrition for my soul.

Mark
 
It's different on different days.
With the family/friends I'm three-room tent, Coleman lantern/cooler/grill, two fishing poles, and a campfire dad.
When I'm teaching I'm "this is what you do if you want to live --do this and you'll die, sleep on debris and pine boughs, eat bugs, rule of threes" guy.
By myself I'm just the guy in the woods assing around and trying to enjoy the peace and relative quiet.

Then there are days when I just want to veg out on my couch and enjoy the air conditioning.
 
People, streams and rivers without bridges for miles, they fend off the hordes of tools that make noise and hide the stars with their lights.

I miss the real woods, coming out of a city the quietness is almost deafening, the smell is foreign and for a moment I feel a little queasiness knowing that my societal support structure is gone. That's the feeling of freedom.
 
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