my story:
I started out as a rambo survivalist wannabe in my teens - you know the sort of thing - collecting large military knives, shooting at anything that moved, getting lost in "combat and survival" magazines etc etc....
As i grew up a little (not too much ) I became uncomfortable with the whole survival thing - the knife collecting was getting to be a problem, and i was getting more aware of the need to be respectful of our outdoors, not merely go in "gung ho" and hacking it to pieces.
So where did this leave me? I certainly enjoyed many aspects of the "survival" thing, and enjoyed being out in the outdoors with the minimum of kit.... but thought "when am i going to ever get lost in the jungle after a plane crash, having miraculously got my enormous combat knife past customs....?" and wondered whether there was any point to it at all.
It started to come back into focus when my lad started to grow up, and we started camping nights out together ("boys' trips" we call them). Here was a time I could relax in the outdoors (campsite or, more often, not) and start to think about the idea of surviving for pleasure, as something me and my boy could do together.
Seeing the Ray Mears TV shows (not many of them as I don't have sky) it all became clear - there was such a thing as environmentally respectful bushcraft that was a million miles away from the whole rambo escape and evasion thing. I had found my place in the natural world!!!
I am determined to bring my lad up to know the skills to look after himself in the outdoors, and the respect to leave it as he found it.
EUREKA!!!!!!
I have my cake and eat it.
Dom.
So what's your story??
I started out as a rambo survivalist wannabe in my teens - you know the sort of thing - collecting large military knives, shooting at anything that moved, getting lost in "combat and survival" magazines etc etc....
As i grew up a little (not too much ) I became uncomfortable with the whole survival thing - the knife collecting was getting to be a problem, and i was getting more aware of the need to be respectful of our outdoors, not merely go in "gung ho" and hacking it to pieces.
So where did this leave me? I certainly enjoyed many aspects of the "survival" thing, and enjoyed being out in the outdoors with the minimum of kit.... but thought "when am i going to ever get lost in the jungle after a plane crash, having miraculously got my enormous combat knife past customs....?" and wondered whether there was any point to it at all.
It started to come back into focus when my lad started to grow up, and we started camping nights out together ("boys' trips" we call them). Here was a time I could relax in the outdoors (campsite or, more often, not) and start to think about the idea of surviving for pleasure, as something me and my boy could do together.
Seeing the Ray Mears TV shows (not many of them as I don't have sky) it all became clear - there was such a thing as environmentally respectful bushcraft that was a million miles away from the whole rambo escape and evasion thing. I had found my place in the natural world!!!
I am determined to bring my lad up to know the skills to look after himself in the outdoors, and the respect to leave it as he found it.
EUREKA!!!!!!
I have my cake and eat it.
Dom.
So what's your story??