Fiddlebacks With Stories

[Aardvark]

Not the point of the post, but that bird skin has some fantastic color to it.

 

[Mistwalker]

Not the point of the post, but that bird skin has some fantastic color to it.

Thanks! I was very pleased with how the hen looked and tasted, even if she was a little on the tough side.
It's out of focus and blurry, but you can see the hen, one of the wild hens that roam those woods after whatever happened to the homestead years ago, cooking over the fire in this picture. I was so anal about all the images in this project I wanted everything to look hood to make the knife look as good as it is if that makes sense.

 

[Mistwalker]

In 2012 my Dad was living out his last days. I stayed in Tampa for about 4 months. I would spend the mornings until 3 pm when the storms came working in the swamps doing photography work and illustration images for my articles for various magazines, then when the storms moved in, I'd go to the room and cleanup, then go grab us something to eat, and go spend the evening with Dad talking about all the lessons I learned from him when he was a single parent doing his best by me. Then he would go to sleep and I would wander the streets a while, end up walking on the beach for hours in thought, then go back to the room and crash, and do it all over again a few hours later.

I became a single parent myself not long after that. Of all the Fiddlebacks I've owned, this Bloodwood Bushboot is the one I miss most of all. It was the knife I'd have on me in the facility. It was the knife I would open things for him with, and cut up his food with. Of all of them, it's the one I wish I never let go of more than any other.