Why hiking is like going to a spa

Beat me with the sauna whisk, trees!

I’m back from the woods, from a trip that felt simultaneously quite long—at the end of each day it seemed the events of the morning had happened ages and ages ago—but also all too short. I’m working on my trail journal recap, but I’m not ready to send the first part out quite yet. I’m suddenly overcome with the fear that it’s boring. And yet I love writ…