Got out of the house early today to avoid the GF's ex husband (he was visiting the demon spawn kids). Fried up some free range eggs, 6 of them, and toast, and chowed down before i left. Quick cup of good ol truckers coffee to wash down breaky and i was on the road.
most of the BC Wrecking Crew will recognize the area i was in, its a great spot to practice woods skills, chill out, light fires, make shelters and throw 'hawks.
I had my Kifaru G2 E&E, my modded riflemans hawk and i wore my bush pants and old CDN forces jacket. It hid my hawk (stuffed thru my belt) well from the delicate minded people.
right off the bat I found another massive slab of fatwood (near another one we found last time) . Mentally marked the location and plunged into the woods. I have a habit of walking slowly and deliberately, and silently. As i rounded a massive stump i came up to a big german shepherd who had not seen or smelled me yet (dont know why, put away about 20 cloves of garlic in last nights meal......). Poochy jumped in surprise and barked, i called him and he came up to me then licked my fingers. His owner was started too, more so when my jacket fell open revealing the tomahawk and Scrapper6. I said hello and kept going.
crossed the crik and went to my hawk throwing place. Big ol dead douglas fir stump. spent a few hours tossing the hawk, thunk thunk thunk thunks echoing thru the still woods.
left the hawk range and heading down into the ravine. Gathered a few pieces of fatwood and stopped for a bit to make a fire and have a water and food break.
one thing i have observed about fatwood, is that a 100% fatwood fire, the size of a softball, outputs DOUBLE the heat that a same sized fire made from normal wood outputs. Something to consider in a survival situation when you need to get warm NOW.
pics below, about 50 of them, will need 5 post spaces for them.
most of the BC Wrecking Crew will recognize the area i was in, its a great spot to practice woods skills, chill out, light fires, make shelters and throw 'hawks.
I had my Kifaru G2 E&E, my modded riflemans hawk and i wore my bush pants and old CDN forces jacket. It hid my hawk (stuffed thru my belt) well from the delicate minded people.
right off the bat I found another massive slab of fatwood (near another one we found last time) . Mentally marked the location and plunged into the woods. I have a habit of walking slowly and deliberately, and silently. As i rounded a massive stump i came up to a big german shepherd who had not seen or smelled me yet (dont know why, put away about 20 cloves of garlic in last nights meal......). Poochy jumped in surprise and barked, i called him and he came up to me then licked my fingers. His owner was started too, more so when my jacket fell open revealing the tomahawk and Scrapper6. I said hello and kept going.
crossed the crik and went to my hawk throwing place. Big ol dead douglas fir stump. spent a few hours tossing the hawk, thunk thunk thunk thunks echoing thru the still woods.
left the hawk range and heading down into the ravine. Gathered a few pieces of fatwood and stopped for a bit to make a fire and have a water and food break.
one thing i have observed about fatwood, is that a 100% fatwood fire, the size of a softball, outputs DOUBLE the heat that a same sized fire made from normal wood outputs. Something to consider in a survival situation when you need to get warm NOW.
pics below, about 50 of them, will need 5 post spaces for them.
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