I just finished Wild by Cheryl Strayed. It's an amazing book. She tells a really good story and it's a true story about her own hike on the PCT (Pacific Crest Trail). I am amazed she survived. Talk about ill prepared!
She did the hike and moved to Portland the same year we moved to Portland. So I guess you could say we both died and went to heaven the same year.
Although I love to hike, I have zero desire to backpack the PCT like she did. My feet hurt just reading about it. I never liked back packing that much precisely because you have to carry a pack on your back. Never liked that. Hiking has never been about a sense of accomplishment for me. It's just about being in beautiful places. I am happy to do it in small doses.
Here is a link to the book