As you grow and mature your priorities gradually change.
I know more than a few old timers who disprove that theory.
Then we have people like my bro-inlaw. They get all excited about hunting, but don't really like it that much when they are there.
His last night in deer camp, he came in in the dark after work. Set his tent up in a low spot. It was 40 something degrees and rained like a tall cow pissing on a flat rock that night.
I crawled out of my dry, heated tent the next morning to see a look on his face like someone had kicked his dog. "I'm cold. I'm wet. Everything I have is wet. It's all wet, man. I think I'm just going to go home".
I heard him driving out as I walked into the woods that morning, and he's not been back.