Since I'm an American, I don't do bushcraft. We do other things, I guess. Woodcraft, scout craft, Indian crafts, water craft, camp craft and so on. But just the same, I love this forum. It's a good way to learn more English. I've made a few posts now and then, which is not to say I've contributed anything. However, I think the important thing here in this context is why you do what you do. I have my own reasons and frankly, I'm not sure they fit bushcraft (or any of those other crafty things) very well. I don't carve spoons, field dress animals, build fires (unless necessary), or any of those other things. So what do I do?
I wonder that myself sometimes but mainly I am out and about to go down a trail I've never been down before. I say down because it's usually up on the way back. And I'm out there to see things, which I imagine others here do, too. Even a short two mile hike through the woods behind the house (which go on and on and on where I live) will usually reward me with a sighting of something wild and interesting. Some things are common, others much less so. Actually, where I live, I've seen just about as much and as often from the windows of my house in the suburbs, although our house is happily situated next to the woods. I'm sure that makes a lot of difference. I think the only thing I haven't seen at home that I've seen in the deep woods 100 miles from the house is a bear but I'm sure it's only a matter of time. I'm sure I'll never see a beaver, too.
I'm not a happy camper by myself, though, I'll quickly admit, and my wife no longer is willing to go to the woods with me nor is she much for cold and snowy weather. So at this point in my life, I'm mainly a day tripper (we don't say that, either). I'm lucky to be within a relatively short driving distance of some very good places for rambling, tramping and woods loafing.
All of the gear I've been accumulating over the last 50 years is, I suppose, the hobby aspect of the activity. I spend a lot of time messing around with it. In fact, last Christmas my wife gave me a reproduction WWI French army mess kit/gamelle. And I do use it, too! Curiously, once I'm outside and on the go, what seems important is turned upside down. All of a sudden, what I happen to be wearing on my feet seems more important than anything.