What are some good authors writing about walking, forests, nature, wandering etc.?

What are some good authors writing about walking, forests, nature, wandering etc.?

I know Gary Snyder, Muir and Thoreau, there's also Deakin and Macfarlane.

There were these little known poets called the Romantics. Give them a try.

In case someone would ask - I've already read Into the Wild by Krakauer, maybe I'll try his book on Everest too.

Thanks, I remember reading some time ago about Wordsworth, and I got Lyrical Ballads on my Kindle already, I'll give it a try. What are other English/American poets that have written a lot about it?

Try Gerard Manley Hopkins.

GLORY be to God for dappled things—
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

I CAUGHT this morning morning’s minion, king-
dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,—the achieve of; the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!

No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

This is called Pied Beauty
And this is called The Windhover.

Forgot to clarify.

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Robert Walser. Read The Walk and be forever changed.

Zarathustra if you like mountains.