I am recently back from a trip to the wilderness. The road trip portion was solo, I think about 10 hours, including breaks. Visited a friend that bought land and is building a camp. It was glorious. the Mongolian yurt was gorgeous and I liked waking up in the middle of the night and seeing stars and moonlight through the clear top. The small area of cleared land would be completely bathed in moonlight. So pretty. so quiet. I didn't mind having to pee in the middle of the night since I got such a moonshow.
I probably would not have travelled right now at all, and would not have imagined going to where there is nothing, but it sure was therapeutic for me, and I think she benefitted from having another soul around. mostly she built stuff while I made art - she wanted pops of color, signs of life, some decoration. I told people that I was heading for adult camp and that is what it was. peaceful. quiet.
Had I not gone to hs reunion in July, I would never have known what she is doing, but this is going to be a regular road trip for me. I am very interested in what she is building, and I am committed to be the camp cook when her first bookings start showing up. I will probably eventually try to build my own whack log cabin there just because I can.
Meanwhile, my normal get away solo would be either mountains or beach. I don't have to have hot weather for beach, I am happy walking up and down the coast line in anything but heavy rain. Something about the ocean really "grounds" me, I always return refreshed and reinvigorated, motivated to knock my challenges out.
One trip that was solo was in the Keys. I was at Marathon Hammocks (BG property) and thoroughly enjoyed the hammocks. I took a book and would end up napping. It turned out that every hammock had that effect on me. Worth a return trip to see if they still work like that on me!