There are few indulgences on the trail, other than the rainwater tank, drop toilet, and shed for sleeping. But when you’re bush-walking or hiking, that’s all you really need anyway. You certainly wouldn’t go to be pampered (dust or mud, rocks, inclines, hills, blisters, rain). I go to engage with the bush and to encounter myself, to reflect, to breathe. In that sense, I am pampered, indulged, by the bush, awakened, attentive, it’s like a form of meditation. Food for the soul.