repeated exposure will desensitize you
redcloud said:
Hello people,
I can't seem to get comfortable in the woods by myself. I keep thinking that something is going to charge out after me. I know that this must sound silly to you veteran hikers, but I can't seem to shake it.
Yesterday evening I went for a two mile hike in a wooded protective area not far from my home that has alot of space and some trails. Whenever I get in a closed in area, I feel jittery, and when I come to a meadow or open field, I feel safer.
Take care, Eric
The greeks had a name for this sort of anxiety, they called it "panic" fear, after the god Pan, Pan being the god of forests. It's pretty much hard-wired in all of us, I think. That's why when we create artificial "beautiful" landscapes they tend to be open and park-like. English deer parks, golf courses, Central Park in New York city. Perhaps because our hominid ancestors lived in the park-like savanna and shrubs, brush, dense forest, and darkness were places where predators could hide, or had sensory advantages over us. At least that's the ten-cent evolutionary biology explanation.
Most people who have this sort of fear are not sufficiently introspective about it to recognize that it's just an irrational evolutionary holdover. Out here in the west, many people tend to invent or exaggerate various threats from wild animals to justify carrying handguns. Perhaps people are more sensible in the Northeast.
As to what you should do about this fear, well, I assure you that if you are out enough you will lose it through sheer habituation. The best way to cope with it is probably to enumerate the actual threats out there. Coyotes? Nah. Bears? Attacks are extraordinarily rare in the NE. Cougars? You don't have appreciable numbers, and even if you did, the odds of being attacked are very low. People? Only a threat near roads. Regarding dangerous wild beasts, the usual comparisons made are with the risks of traffic accidents, dog attacks, and bee stings, all of which are orders of magnitude more dangerous.
You could perhaps make the analogy with top-roped sport climbing, where the objective risks are close to nonexistent, but, at least at first, the primitive brain insists that the middle of a cliff is very scary, bad place to be. As with "panic fear", it disappears with repeated exposure.
I said that "panic fear" disappears with habituation, but it's probably more accurate to say that the fear or anxiety threshold gets much higher. There're still situations which will spook even the most hardened of us. Speaking for myself, bear (grizzly) country in British Columbia and Alaska, continues to make me jumpy at night, and while bushwhacking alone. I recall crossing a very large old burn in N Tweedsmuir, in BC, really low, featureless terrain, a lot of it with very obstructed visibility, brushy regen over head height, all day just following a compass course blind (something which I very rarely do in more featured terrain). That area just gave me the fantods, I put in an extra long day just so I wouldn't have to camp in that scary place, breathed a great sigh of relief to get back to more mature forest just at dusk. I should stress that the risk of griz encounters at that season, in that terrain, was low, so all the jitters had to do soleley with the irrational claustrophobia.