Every summer, I See the Chequamagon National Forest in Wisconsin.

An incredibly beautiful and lush woods, this location is my refuge. I remain at a low-key hotel, in a cottage overlooking Lake Namekagon. It is a breath of new air – quite literally to spend two weeks every year at this location, apart from bustling roads and busy men and women. It is just like another world.

Or, at leastit had been. I had a very different experience last July. Upon entering our cottage, my fiance and I was greeted with a big tv, outfitted with Direct TV. Do not get me wrong: I am a TV-lover, through and through. There was, nevertheless, something odd about needing to look about the tv to find that the lake.

We missed this; after all, we do not have the cottage. Some resort-goers may crave 500 stations until they crave trekking and fishing. Convinced the TV (the sight of it along with the desire to see it) could put a damper on things, we moved outside to the water.

Like I began the older, rented pontoon boat, something occured to me personally. We were no greater than the TLC, MTV, and MSNBC addicts. Yes, our ship has been used for the pleasure of the outdoorsnonetheless, it left a muddy, green wake behind it. Yes, we arrived to the hotel to escape from everyday conveniences and to surround ourselves with character, but we had been staying at a cottage – not a tent or a sleeping bag. We cooked our breakfast each morning on a rather modern cooker we drank coffee created at a Bunn coffeemaker, and we all turned to the electrical heat in the event the cottage got too chilly. It turns out we weren’t roughing itwe had been faking it.

Because this realization, I have been troubled. I really don’t know where our admiration for character went. I really don’t know how misguided travellers – myself included – believe themselves to be undergoing character, when all we are doing is glancing at it between advertisements. Granted, everybody experiences character in another manner. For many, glancing at it through a window or onto a TV display – may be sufficient.

I am worried, however, that by embracing this as a valid means to encounter nature, we’re missing something. Or, maybe, we’re missing everything. On a simple level, there’s something gratifying about setting a different type of atmosphere in your skin, also about feeling the pinch of dirt and leaves under your feet. Where city lights do not tainted the nighttime skies, we could observe stars in a brand new manner, and the amount of darkness is exciting and foreign.

There more to the easy human/nature mix than profound gratification, however. There’s a danger within the ways we now explore character. It’s typical for travelers to jump on boats, jetskis, waverunners, or ATVs to travel via forests and lakes. In such scenarios, vacationgoers are undergoing character – while still leaving a path of contamination behind.

And what about our cottage? Built in the center of the woods, trees needed to be eliminated for the hotel to exist. There’s an inherent disconnect, here: that the hotel was developed to home nature-loving travelers that wish to observe that the forest’s natural beauty, and in order for the hotel to exist, a number of the woods had to be trimmed . Rather than experiencing untouched and unscathed character, vacationers are having a woods marred by human interference.

Here is how with us. We, whether intentionally or unintentionally, can not help but tinker with nature in its organic types. Even if we try to genuinely experience it, we’re also hindering it. So, we must think about some simple pieces of information if we want…(read the Entire post at the website below)