A wonderful attraction of tramping is that it’s something you can always do. Body parts willing, that is. Whatever your age, you can embrace the physicality, the friendships, the beauty and the simplicity of walking in the great outdoors. The blowing tussock, roaring waterfalls and, often, the silence. The ferns, the fungi and the birds. The water gulped from a cold forest stream. The thinking time when you’re alone, or unhurried conversations when you’re not.
Not everyone gets this though.
Apparently, I’ve become old. I
