I spoke of my camping trip in a recent TWT… “harsh” is putting it somewhat mildly. The bugs were dense and aggressive, it rained and stormed constantly, and the strong winds were against us in every direction we turned. I remember being dashed on the rocks by the waves and thinking “wait, what am I doing out here again?”.
In retrospect, it gave me a renewed respect for nature. Not for its tenacity, or its beauty. It was because in a fight, nature will kick your ass.