There is much merit and brilliance in the high technology world we live in. With very few exceptions, even those born “BC” (before computers) must strain to remember days before email. In remote corners of the world, an educated tribesman has a rudimentary but effective pager he uses in his daily life. The Luddite is not – as he thought – the pure savior of the world. Technology is a welcome part of the world we live in.
But those on the path of the professional should always seek to venture to environments in which the greatest technology (the human and animal species) must use more basic means to survive and thrive. Far from road and hardened dwellings, there are places in which minute-to-minute existence is far more elemental.
Armed professionals and remote backcountry hunters streamline their loads and rely on their human combat chassis to seek the challenge and reality of a life less adorned – in reality, a life less ordinary. Once the smell and the taste of a domestic life fade from sight, smell , and touch, the exponent can reach into a more basic nature and thought process. Reality of what you thought you needed and what you actually use become clear. Senses become sharper. The world becomes more challenging – and yet more vibrant – as dancing on the edge of isolation and self-reliance permeates. Movement is measured in hours rather than miles. Navigation is influenced by efficiency and lines of drift that have been established over thousands of years. And all around, worlds within worlds battle for supremacy – for supremacy is often one more night alive or one more day of sustainment. Here is a place of danger; wonder; simplicity; and complexity – all blended into one human and ecological tapestry.
To immerse oneself and to thrive in these places is to track back to the roots of the human race, step by step, climb by climb, descent by descent. Beyond any weapon, any device, or any technology, one re-discovers the place that he came from that often lies dormant.