Backpacking doesn’t have to be back breaking
When I was in my twenties and early thirties I backpacked quite a bit. Over the years, I have hiked throughout Arizona, most of the Florida Trail and some of the Appalachian Trail while carrying my supplies on my back like a hermit crab. The pack was heavy when I was 22. By the time I was 30, although I carried less, the pack seemed heavier. By the time I turned 40, backpacking stopped being fun for me and I started going on hikes that allowed me to return to a rented cabin or established camp at the end of the day. I must admit that by the time I was 45 I stopped overnight hiking completely.