From greatest to least in order of possessions, we have: RV-ing, car camping, pack and camp with livestock, bivouac camping, and finally, Survivalism.
Camping is something you do for enjoyment, and as such you inevitably have to strike a balance between extracting the benefits of nature and sacrificing the comforts of a domicile. Usually, it’s a simple matter of finding your comfort level and matching your activity to it. If the smell of fresh air and authentic sounds of nature is all you care for, but you are not about to give up a night without a mattress, there is a conventional way to do so. If all you need is food, water, and to stay dry, there is a conventional means to achieve that, as well.
I have taken my chances in the wilderness travelling by foot, carrying nothing aside from the contents of my pockets. It’s certainly a spiritual experience if nothing else! Thirsty? Just where are you going to find water if you don’t have a map? Are you going to find it before you suffer debilitating dehydration? If you find water, is it going to be safe to drink, or are you going to get giardia? Food? Let’s see, there’s berries you probably can’t eat, rabbits you can’t get closer than 20 feet to, and if you happen to find water there’s a chance it will lead to fish at some point downstream, but then you will have to figure out how to catch them (hint: probably not your bare hand). Then, assuming you do manage to get food, what do you expect to do with it? You may want to cook it, although if you have the fortune of fish, it’s not entirely unpalatable raw-I even hear it’s popular in some cultures! What about shelter? Hyper and hypothermia are very real concerns in a matter of 24 hours or less when you don’t have so much as a garbage bag to cover yourself with! At some point, it becomes clear that this isn’t an exercise in pleasure.
Of course, when I venture out like this, I’m doing so knowing how to start a fire with nothing but two sticks, how to make traps and projectile weapons with a single boot lace, and several ways to construct shelters using natural materials and features. Still, you find a new sense of being alive when you realize that you can do so without absolutely anything that must be made available by another human!
I’m thankful for my sense of life, because no matter what happens to me, I will always know the simplest things- fresh water, clothing, food of any quality, walls and a roof- to be luxuries of society.