Since I enjoy my own company it wasn't bad.....
Ok, all kidding aside I was in a low point of my life and just needed a break. Plus the challenge and the unknown of day to day life in the bush put a little excitement back in my life. Since I took basic food with me I only needed to get an occasional grouse or salmon to change up my diet. I spent some of the days making repairs on the cabin or cutting wood. I spent the majority of the time exploring the area. I met the local bear population and watched them go through their daily routine, and learned which ones didn't enjoy my company. It was harder to come back home than it was to go out, but I also knew it was time to get back into my life and move on.
I know how to land shorter because that is what you learn flying in the bush. Now as an airplane owner I let it roll instead of wearing out the brakes. Landing at short strips means you have to hit your touchdown point within 20 feet. Now when I go to some of these longer runways, I know where I will touch down and what taxi way I will exit on before I am even in the pattern. I watch other people float down the runway using up to 3000 feet before touch down and wonder who taught them to land like that?
I put the wheels on the ground on the numbers. Every time. Softly. Not like we had just been shot down. So I guess I can say that one thing I learned with bush flying is how to make the plane touch down where I want it. And not scare the passengers.
Bush flying is not all that difficult. I certainly didn't know how until I went there. If I can do it then anyone can.