The world is an interesting place for humans. In John Muir’s time, there were about 1.5 billion souls on the planet. When I was born, that number reached to 5 billion, and today there are 7.7 billion. Add to the exponential growth an information network that connects a significant number of these souls to the same pieces of information and ideas, and you arrive at coordinated attempts to find solace. For me, my experience of this population burden is in our preserved wild (or managed wild) spaces. It is difficult to reconcile the idea of going to the forest to find peace, and instead finding countless humans doing one thing or another. But there are still some cherished spaces where I find myself in the sole company of the natural world. These are the spaces I return to for humility, fresh air, birdsongs, sweet smells of fir and pine, and direction for living.