In all honesty, hunting. I've always been fascinated with the concept, but as a child, I didn't want to hurt animals, and as a teen, it didn't bother me, but being around guns did. I think I'm finally at the point where I'm comfortable with every aspect. It has also become important to me for conservation as well as other reasons.
My uncles second wife (first wife died, he is not Mormon)
so the second wife, my new aunt, never went to a grocery store before she was 15 or 16 years old. Before that they literally hunted or grew everything they ate. A real woodswoman
I am assuming they bought salt somewhere but I could be wrong.
She has a "bear tag" now. Which means this year she can shoot a bear. She plans to, with her bow and arrow. They make bear soup and such things.
Aw hell, here is a paragraph from a piece I wrote about it:
"A ‘fisher cat’ is something that exists that is so terrifying that even the deer will backtrack if they smell it in their path, says my Uncle. They will attack and eat anything they come across. He brings out a printed tree-cam photo to show the fisher raiding the bear stump. A bear stump is a place where you put sweet cakes and cereal for the bear to come to get fat on. You do this if you live in the woods, and are one of the few to claim a coveted bear tag. This allows you to shoot a bear on-sight when in season, which is next month. If you are inclined, you might use a bow and arrow like Jackie. Jackie is Dave’s second wife. His first, Gail, a beauty from Chicago, cheated on him and later died of cancer. Jackie is a woodswoman. Her father left her along with three sisters and their young mother, alone in the woods. She said she never went to a grocery store before she was fifteen. They literally grew, or shot, or caught, all their food through her entire childhood. That is how you become the kind of person who claims a bear tag and baits a stump with brownies and cookies and wait for your pet (and now curiously diabetic,) bear to come along for his afternoon snack. It will remind you of your youth."
In all honesty, hunting. I've always been fascinated with the concept, but as a child, I didn't want to hurt animals, and as a teen, it didn't bother me, but being around guns did. I think I'm finally at the point where I'm comfortable with every aspect. It has also become important to me for conservation as well as other reasons.
My uncles second wife (first wife died, he is not Mormon) so the second wife, my new aunt, never went to a grocery store before she was 15 or 16 years old. Before that they literally hunted or grew everything they ate. A real woodswoman
I am assuming they bought salt somewhere but I could be wrong.
She has a "bear tag" now. Which means this year she can shoot a bear. She plans to, with her bow and arrow. They make bear soup and such things.
Aw hell, here is a paragraph from a piece I wrote about it:
"A ‘fisher cat’ is something that exists that is so terrifying that even the deer will backtrack if they smell it in their path, says my Uncle. They will attack and eat anything they come across. He brings out a printed tree-cam photo to show the fisher raiding the bear stump. A bear stump is a place where you put sweet cakes and cereal for the bear to come to get fat on. You do this if you live in the woods, and are one of the few to claim a coveted bear tag. This allows you to shoot a bear on-sight when in season, which is next month. If you are inclined, you might use a bow and arrow like Jackie. Jackie is Dave’s second wife. His first, Gail, a beauty from Chicago, cheated on him and later died of cancer. Jackie is a woodswoman. Her father left her along with three sisters and their young mother, alone in the woods. She said she never went to a grocery store before she was fifteen. They literally grew, or shot, or caught, all their food through her entire childhood. That is how you become the kind of person who claims a bear tag and baits a stump with brownies and cookies and wait for your pet (and now curiously diabetic,) bear to come along for his afternoon snack. It will remind you of your youth."