That whole article kind of leaves me dumbfounded (certainly not the first time). I've never read any books on backpacking, it was just something that we did, first in Boy Scouts then later with friends. Growing up in Helena, Montana in the fifties and sixties you didn't have to go backpacking in the "Wilderness" to find "solitude" when you could walk to the edge of town and up a mountain. I do agree that there seem to be a lot more people now who need a near constant adrenaline rush in order to find fulfillment, whether motorized, mechanical or just riding a surfboard down a snow covered slope at speeds that were the sole province of automobiles not that many decades ago. As in so many other areas of modern life it seems recreation is defined more by extremes, adrenaline junkies on one side and electronics based social media junkies on the other, than by any middle ground. It may also be that I'm getting tired and not making any sense.