Was having a convo with a guy at work about why we are so addicted to getting out into the hills (the peaks in our case) and how if we haven't been in a few weeks how depressed we become!
He was of the opinion that it was to 'get away from it all' but im not sure, my front room is almost always quieter than the summit of mam tor (not that i would know as i wouldn't dream of riding my bike on the summit 🙂 ) and I have no kids or anything to have a break from.
Anyone have any opinions as to why most of us have this urge to go into the hills? And I'm not talking about riding, that is obviously a lot of fun, it's the yearning for the hills I don't understand, its such a powerful addiction! would be interesting to hear your thoughts, and perhaps go into work tomorrow armed with some decent counter theories to my mates!