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Surely someone doing a hobby to fill their empty lives is the definition of not having an empty life?
I've done quite a bit of wild camping, but it's not particularly fun to do in England because A) there's not much that ever truly feels 'remote', even in the middle of an AONB you can usually still hear an A road at night, and B) faffing on trying to get permission from landowners or the feeling of not really being able to relax because you failed to get permission from the landowner is a bit of a buzz kill. Scotland is much better for it, but as abovechap says it seems like a lot of people just don't know how to do it without fucking wrecking the place.
I imagine it's far more fulfilling to do somewhere like the USA, where you can realistically actually get into the middle of nowhere and feel properly like you're in the wilds, and also you're a much smaller fish in a significantly bigger pond, so you can actually harvest firewood and build a fire and hunt something without really worrying you're leaving too big a footprint for what is essentially a very self indulgent exercise in feeling good about yourself and your skills. Though if you do it in the US you probably need a gun or at the very least bear mace, and I'm not sure if you can buy either of those over there as a brit, and also having a gun and knowing how to use a gun against an angry bear/cannibal redneck are two different things.
I've really lost track of this one. Just don't set fire to the fucking heather like people keep doing out on Ilkley moor.