but in the 1970s and 1980s I felt it was extremely important that I trim the excess paper around grocery coupons... I knew I was weird, and that it was not necessary, but it was something that had to be done. Early signs of OCD.
It wasn't until the late 1980s that I got into the outdoors on my own, with no pack, just a pocket Buck knife and worn out clothes. Ignorance was bliss. I was young, indestructible, didn't need first aid kit, and I could go for 40 hrs without food, and drink from suspicious water. I was dumb and thought that getting lightheaded at altitude and from hunger was kinda cool. Not sure if lack of gear qualifies as UL.
In the early 1990s, I had a lot of National Geo and BP magazines, that I would read and re-read over and over again. They were taking up a lot of space, borderline hoarding. I was also annoyed by advertisements pages taking up most of the mag. So I started scissor trimming just the relevant article info and maps, then tossing the rest of the mag full of ads.
In the late 90s, with better job came better disposable income, so I geared up heavy, thinking it was the responsible grown up thing to do.
In 2001 I did a contour of Catalina island with a 45 lbs plus water. I was in my prime physical shape, didn't care about weight.
in 2004 I re-did that same trip with gravity's effect in mind, for 18 lbs plus water, and surprisingly more gear items on the checklist, but at a less total weight.