Thanks to a friend, I am reading American Ramble bny Neil King Jr—a delightful story of his walk from Washington DC to New York. It’s well worth your time. And in it quotes that master of horror, Edgar Allan Poe:
In America generally, the traveler who would behold the finest landscapes, must seek them not by the railroad, nor by the steamboat, nor by the stagecoach, not in his private carriage, nor yet even on horseback—but on foot. He must walk, he must leap ravines, he must rick his neck among precipices, or he must leave unseen the truest, the richest, and most unspeakable glories of the land.
Turns out Poe was a hiker, too!