Cry of the Wild

Snapped off a 24 inch brown trout on the west branch of the upper Delaware river - it was worth crying over :p
 
Floating the Snake River for the first time, after making it through the Green Room in Granite Rapids at peak flow without getting dumped in a ducky, it was the last day of the trip and I had a little bit of that prime Washington green stuff... I was cruising through a very flat, slow section of the river in the shadow of Hell's Canyon thinking that a hundred years ago, Nez Perce Indians were paddling the same stretch of water in Birchbark and dugout canoes, running rapids and eating jerky and smoking their pipes and netting salmon and looking for bighorn or elk to take with their 50 caliber Sharps rifles, in total awe of the vast canyon and the power of the river that ran through it, and I realized I was on what I had been seeking my entire life-a true adventure. I was perfectly content with my life-that at that moment, if I died, I would have lived, completely fulfilled. That point was a definate tearjerker and I'll never forget it the rest of my life.
 
I nearly removed the tip of my left thumb with a Buck 119 once...centered the nail, went to the bone. Yes there were tears. Only time I'm talking about in an open forum bro. :)

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When I was digging a grave for my dog Alex. I cried. I might now also. Thanks
 
It has never happened to me Rick. However, when I see my kids do something where they are trying hard - or just being good kids - I often tear up.

I can totally see what you are talking about - I think, often, the mind, when overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions turns on the water works. I often feel so much better after those moments. Like the salt water is carrying the stress, elation, or what have you, out of your body.

Frankly I wish I could do it more - but I rarely feel that tied to the moment to do so. I think it is cool that the wild does that for you.

TF
 
Doc Canada made me cry today....I took that nice bunch of dogwood fibre he gave me last year and made my bowdrill cordage.

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Then this happened....

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Kill Bill Anime - W H I M P E R <===
 
Wow, that's great KGD! Nice pics too-is that the Laconio utility knife? Sure is a looker!

First knife is a Breeden Cub, formerly owned by have the regulars on W&SS, but last received from MtnFolk Mike. Last knife is a Brian Andrews bushcrafter from trade with JCavSD.
 
hey kgd,

It was a dogbane, not dogwood. More specifically it was Indian Hemp (Apocynum cannibinum). Next time make the cordage larger diameter - it will stand up better. The other thing is if you're using cordage about which you're concerned, cheat and do Egyptian bow drill. :rolleyes:

Did you get the coal?

Doc
 
I have cried in frustration and bitterness when I turned to the outdoors for therapy during divorce #1 & #2. I have been closer to tears from being homesick for my family while working in other cities more than being out of doors.
 
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Last knife is a Brian Andrews bushcrafter from trade with JCavSD.

Even though I couldn't warm up to the scandi thing, that knife is worth shedding a tear for. Give it a kiss for me Ken.
 
last time i cried was a little over 16 years ago. My pup Amour died in my hands. a week later there was a movie about a boy and his dog survive in the mountains. That made me cry again. Cant remember my self cry before that except as a little kid and never cried after that again.

sasha
 
hey kgd,

It was a dogbane, not dogwood. More specifically it was Indian Hemp (Apocynum cannibinum). Next time make the cordage larger diameter - it will stand up better. The other thing is if you're using cordage about which you're concerned, cheat and do Egyptian bow drill. :rolleyes:

Did you get the coal?

Doc

Thanks Doc....Didn't know the Egyption method would be easier on the cordage, was just thinking it required a heck of a lot more of the stuff. I'll double the diameter next time.


I finished the coal with paracord string. Can't cut a wedge and not get a coal, thats just plain admitting defeat :D
 
I've never cried in the wild yet, but I wouldn't be at all surprised when if it happens at some point. I'm a big believer in not holding anything in. When you cry you are literally expelling stress chemicals from your body--and guess what? You feel better afterward! :D Great thread, Rick. :thumbup:
 
Magnussen,

I think being out in the woods takes all the thoughts that preoccupy my mind that are not important out my mind. It's peaceful out there and life for me gets reduced to the important thing - God, family and friends. I feel blessed when I shed a tear over these things.

Geoff
 
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