There is a choice. You can be in total comfort and stare upward from your motel bunk at a ceiling that looks like the snow pattern on a TV set after a hard days fishing, or you can be at 10,000 ft. or where ever and see the universe sparkle and move right before your eyes with billions of stars you never saw before and lay in wonderment and uncontrollably by yourself point your finger up there and say: "Look at that"!
I don't think that's roughing-it. The pleasure is as close to catching your fish of a life time or orgasm.
Put a lid on it and you are losing something.
"As far down the river as he could see, the trout were rising, making circles on the surface of the water, as though it were starting to rain."- E.H., The Big Two Hearted River
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