A lot of traditional "bushcraft" was done out of necessity not out of some noble desire to commune with nature.
Why did our ancestors eat local plants / herbs etc? Half the time it was 'cos the local squire had nicked all the decent farmland and wouldn't let them grow spuds.
Or your tribe was stuck halfway up a mountain and all the sheep got eaten by wolves.
There's a great bit in one of Ray Mears' africa shows where he's out in the bush with a Masai (?) tribesman. Ray is humping loads of gear - backpack, sleeping bag, extra blankets etc - and he's dead envious of the good ol' local chappie who rocks up in a loin-cloth and bare feet, and only carries a bit of water and pouch of stewed goat for dinner.
Except that half-way through a chilly night in the open this lad - who does "real" bushcraft - is freezing his b*llocks off and can't wait to get his hands on one of Ray's machine-woven blankets.
If you offered the sort of kit we use today to our distant ancestors they'd have bitten yer hand off to get it - why on earth sit there trying to get a spark from flint/steel when you can use a match?
Why put up with "savoury rice" (yuk!) when you can have a nice foil pouch of cumberland sausage casserole?
Seriously, ultra-minimal bushcraft has only ever been done through necessity, not because it's "purer" or "more authentic". I also find it interesting that the OP's "minimal" approach meant he had to bottle it at the last Midlands Meet - in the wild that lack of preparation could have had much more serious consequences.
Why did our ancestors eat local plants / herbs etc? Half the time it was 'cos the local squire had nicked all the decent farmland and wouldn't let them grow spuds.
Or your tribe was stuck halfway up a mountain and all the sheep got eaten by wolves.
There's a great bit in one of Ray Mears' africa shows where he's out in the bush with a Masai (?) tribesman. Ray is humping loads of gear - backpack, sleeping bag, extra blankets etc - and he's dead envious of the good ol' local chappie who rocks up in a loin-cloth and bare feet, and only carries a bit of water and pouch of stewed goat for dinner.
Except that half-way through a chilly night in the open this lad - who does "real" bushcraft - is freezing his b*llocks off and can't wait to get his hands on one of Ray's machine-woven blankets.

If you offered the sort of kit we use today to our distant ancestors they'd have bitten yer hand off to get it - why on earth sit there trying to get a spark from flint/steel when you can use a match?
Why put up with "savoury rice" (yuk!) when you can have a nice foil pouch of cumberland sausage casserole?
Seriously, ultra-minimal bushcraft has only ever been done through necessity, not because it's "purer" or "more authentic". I also find it interesting that the OP's "minimal" approach meant he had to bottle it at the last Midlands Meet - in the wild that lack of preparation could have had much more serious consequences.