With his friend B.
B is a pretty interesting dude, actually. Navy vet. Outward Bound Wilderness instructor, which is how Himself met him, when they led a veterans' course together a few years ago.
B has made something of a name for himself as a survivalist... teaching and writing about it. You remember the scene in Cast Away, the "I have made FIRE" one? He was the consultant for that part.
He's not one of those nutty Apocalypse types stockpiling rice and guns. He just likes to be able to fend for himself and has a deep dislike of wasting anything. When he kills a deer, it is with a bow and arrows he has made, and he will use the brains to tan the hide. That sort of thing. Once when he was staying with us, I came home from work to find freshly baked muffins made from acorns he'd foraged in the yard. Why would anyone not use perfectly good acorns, there for the taking?
Along the way, they ate whatever they caught.
A very different experience than cruising Penobscot Bay... starting with the 80-degree weather while back here in Maine we had a snowstorm.
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