man_in_the_hills's blog

I wrote previously about feeling drawn to the forests, and as I have thought more about it over the past couple weeks I came to realize that what I was really craving was a particular type of deep woods serenity that I have only experienced a few times in the coast range along the Pacific. Well it turns out that this type of forest is actually more rare than I realized.

I don't think that my love of forests can only be attributed to growing up with redwoods in my backyard, or spending hours of my childhood out in the forested foothills around my house. In fact, I was usually the kid who complained the most when it came time for out bluebird troop ( a sad mixed gender version of boy scouts) to take a hike through the woods. And, to be honest, the reason I spent so many hours out in the woods as a kid was because we were pretty isolated and often so bored that anything would have been entertaining.