Let me preface this by saying that I grew up in OZ where there are vast tracts of land that for all intents and purposes could be used for what is labelled over here "bushcraft". By contrast I find the UK countryside locked away with every wood or meadow owned by someone. Being out of doors it seems, to me at least, becomes somewhat artificial, a bit of a let's pretend exercise. If you can be bothered, you find a bit of wood, ask permission and then go and do "bushcraft" or am I very jaded and or talking nonsense? After all how many of us have had the opportunity to take up our pack and go walkabout, walking camping firelighting, cooking without let or hindrance? I guess what I am asking is where in the UK is the wild country where all these skills and kit which is packaged as "bushcraft" can be used "for real"?
Stephen
soon to be known as the miserable old sod
Even a week/month whatever in the outback is just pretend you prepare, and plan, take your time. No doubt you drive there, tell your mates where you are going. Call it what you will its just a glorified camping trip.
No matter where you go, it is just pretend. A week in the artic wastes, a month in the back woods of America or Canada. You play and go home to what ever you call civilisation. It does not matter where you live, you can get out and touch nature. When I was young, I wild camped nearly every summer holiday, walking and carrying all my kit, to me that was as great an adventure, as camping in the Rockies would be to an American kid my age.
To denigrate the British bushcraft experience just because it is not what you have back home is not really understanding the whole point of bushcraft. Ray Mears when he went to Australia adapted his kit to suit the country, same when he went horseback riding along the Rockies, or even for a week in the woods local to where he lives. He still had a great time I am sure. Its
not about where you learn your skills or the place you play.
Were it to be so, then no one who learns his skills in the garden or on an organised course, or even from a mate in the local wood, is a bushcrafter. If the only place to learn is in the wild wild lands, then none of us are anything more than campers.
Even you, who grew up playing in the outback, you just a camper with a bigger back yard.
I dont care what people call me, bushcrafter, wildcamper, Ray Mears wannnabe, just playing pretend. By pretending I am keeping alive the skills passed onto me by my grandfather and passing them on to my daughter. Who at nearly nine still thinks that pretend play is worth all the effort, even if its just make-believe.