And of course, there are other aspects to trapping that never really go away either.
The unique odor of coon fat comes to mind. It never really goes away.
When driving down the road and you pass a stretch with a recent skunk kill. While everyone else in the vehicle is wrinkling up their noses, you just can't help but find it just a little bit "OK" to whiff once and awhile. It just brings back some interesting memories, that's all.
I find myself looking over every bridge we drive by, looking down each fencerow and weedy draw through fields, etc.
It never really goes away.
Its also very important to feed your soul, also. If these are things you love to do, its healthy to pay attention to that "need".
Jim-NE