Warning: I planned my whole trip around a 'perfect' campsite and missed the point
I was getting ready for a three day loop in the White Mountains, and I spent hours online picking a specific spot by a lake for my second night. I had the GPS coordinates, the photos, the whole thing. I was so focused on hitting that exact point that I rushed the first day, didn't stop to look at anything, and was just miserable trying to keep a pace to make it there. When I finally got to the lake, it was crowded, windy, and honestly not that great. The tip-off was talking to another hiker the next morning who told me about this amazing, quiet meadow he'd found just a mile off the trail the day before, a place I blew right past. I was so glued to my plan that I forgot the whole reason I go out there is to find those unexpected moments. Has anyone else gotten too locked into a route and missed something better?