Don’t get me wrong — I’m not telling you to go to Yellowstone and get lost there. I don't purposely run after bad experiences. Shit happens. It’s more about knowing that it happens and how to learn from it.
Many years ago I took myself on a solo retreat to a spot I’d been to before. It was near the road and had a small waterfall. I brought some psilocybin mushrooms along with.
It was a rainy morning. I left my tent for a while during a break in the showers to stretch my legs. I wandered a bit too far and couldn’t find my tent.
This was the beginning of a very long (lost) hike on soggy trails-- ‘till I finally found my tent. My feet were as heavy as cinder blocks.
I decided I didn’t need those mushrooms. I already had my trip.
Fourteen years ago I retired to central Mexico to a volcanic region with mountains sculpted into temples, mushrooms, and the like. Hikes in these mountains are stupendous!
The wilderness trails only go on for a few miles in any direction before hitting roads. But the terrain is steep and rugged. Some trails are of the goat variety, with one to two hundred feet drop offs at the edges.