Modern technology can be both good AND bad. Myself, it's only in the last year or so that I've actually started to get into bushcraft. Up until now, when I would go into the outdoors, I would climb. So my pack would weigh about 50 pounds, and my Dad's about 75 or 80 pounds. And we would carry gore-tex, polypro, polar fleece, down bags, ice-axes, crampons, 100 metre ropes, a rack of hardware, pitons, etc... At the end of the day, no matter how cold or tired we were, we both always had a nice warm sleeping bag and mountaineering tent to sleep in. We'd cook on MSR white-gas stoves and go out for a week, or sometimes even ten days.
But then I started think the opposite way. Do I really NEED all of those things in the outdoors? Depending on the situation, no I don't need everything but the kitchen sink. I joined these forums by chance in September when my second year of university started up. I bought my first fixed blade knife today, a Frosts Clipper. On Saturday I worked on learning how to make fire with a bow-drill. I bought a wool sweater and stopped wearing my bulky Salomon mountaineering boots.
Because, for hundreds if not thousands of years, our ancestors were comfortable in the bush with a lot less. They might've only carried a thick sweater, a good, durable knife, and a basha for shelter. And they might've made fire with flint and steel, or a bow-drill.
When I think of bushcraft, I think of survival. I want to be able to go out into the bush with just the clothes on my back and be able to live off the land and not have to worry about humping 50 pounds on my back for ten days. I'm finding it to be extremely difficult, but the more I learn, the more I fall in love with it. I climbed for sport, but now I learn bushcraft as a way of existance. It sounds a little corny, but it keeps me happy. Our ancestors did it, and so can we. Because if our world loses touch with that old-world way of living, then it will be eternally forgotten. And I don't want that to happen.
Adam