I remember exploring the streams and farmland by myself where we lived in England until I was 7 and came out here, then lived in Taroona where there was bush behind us which I spent most of my spare time exploring - caves, cliffs, creeks, old hut floors, all sorts of exciting things (no mobile phones, PLB's or whatever then but parents didn't seem to worry as much) until I finally went "properly" bushwalking in high school. Then did lots of bushwalking until I got married. Didn't for a long time after that, and all I can say about that is that if you have a passion for bush walking, you need to follow it, and somehow persuade your partner of how important it is to you!!
I started bushwalking again a few years ago, and hope to keep walking for a long time to come. It hurts more now though after too many squash and Futsal injuries, knees are the main problem but walking poles help lots. I went on a walk last week with a large group of women and I was probably one of the youngest there at

46, and I have several friends in their 50's who are keen to start walking as well, so perhaps now it is older people who are realising the value of being in the bush. When I was walking in my late teens and early twenties it was with friends the same age, after we'd learnt the skills from some older people.