Day 04: The morning came cold and bone damp. I had rolled off the coyote skins and on to bare rock, fighting them again in my sleep. However, my head still rested on the Semi-soften rabbit skins, having taken them during my restless sleep.
My body is cold and stiff as I made my way down to the fire which had burned down to embers. A gentle breath of life brought small flames. Feeding a small branch readying the fire for larger, greener pieces of wood, leaving the drier seasoned wood for lighting the fire as needed.
As the new pieces began to catch fire, Father's knife easily made small stakes to put out meat to cook. The fat fueled the fire, making a better camp fire to chase away the cold in my body.
While waiting for food at the cliff …show more content…
And by the time I reached the clearing. The raccoons had vanished, and night covered the area like a blanket. Only the small lights and one new star that appeared on the night, leaving the people considered a good sprite on my trip into manhood stood out. Just a small flame gave light to my campfire.
Leaving the brands at the campfire and trudging up the slope to the sled with the branches weighing me down. And when I dropped them next to the seasoned wood, the raccoons spooked out from underneath my sled. It had lost some of its fear and is looking for more handouts.
Taking a raw piece of meat and walking back to the campfire; I sliced and cooked some for both of us. Tossing my guests share away from my camp area. It chased its free meal. Apparently, my arrival had been timely for my curious visitor had not invaded my food supplies.
Refreshed with warm food and good fortune. I walked back to where the mound of pine branches awaited, which are intended for my bed. And dragged them up to the fire ring, to sit on. The raccoon had taken its morsel down the slope somewhere to eat …show more content…
Then realized, it had been the first time in days, I had actually spoken to anyone. Other than to the predators in my thoughts.
With the raccoon gone, I had second tought about the bobcat. And decided to drag its dead carcases to the fire. Maybe the combine smell of cat and death my give other curious visitor a second thought. And the hide despite the hole would make an added bonus. Though its weigh upon the dragging it up the fire ring seemed ten-times more than it should be.
The wind remained calm, so I sat near the fire adding a few green brands. A few pieces of meat had over cooked and burned. They got dumped on the fire ring to cool and replaced with fresh meat to cook over my fire.
I am bone tired. In fact feeling sick without a medicine-man to make me well. The fire burned hot, but my body shivered away. Chewing on the chard meet absently and looking across the valley to the small lights above, my mind wandered. Maybe this is as far as my trail will get on this last journey. The Elder's words echoed in my head about the lost
My body is cold and stiff as I made my way down to the fire which had burned down to embers. A gentle breath of life brought small flames. Feeding a small branch readying the fire for larger, greener pieces of wood, leaving the drier seasoned wood for lighting the fire as needed.
As the new pieces began to catch fire, Father's knife easily made small stakes to put out meat to cook. The fat fueled the fire, making a better camp fire to chase away the cold in my body.
While waiting for food at the cliff …show more content…
And by the time I reached the clearing. The raccoons had vanished, and night covered the area like a blanket. Only the small lights and one new star that appeared on the night, leaving the people considered a good sprite on my trip into manhood stood out. Just a small flame gave light to my campfire.
Leaving the brands at the campfire and trudging up the slope to the sled with the branches weighing me down. And when I dropped them next to the seasoned wood, the raccoons spooked out from underneath my sled. It had lost some of its fear and is looking for more handouts.
Taking a raw piece of meat and walking back to the campfire; I sliced and cooked some for both of us. Tossing my guests share away from my camp area. It chased its free meal. Apparently, my arrival had been timely for my curious visitor had not invaded my food supplies.
Refreshed with warm food and good fortune. I walked back to where the mound of pine branches awaited, which are intended for my bed. And dragged them up to the fire ring, to sit on. The raccoon had taken its morsel down the slope somewhere to eat …show more content…
Then realized, it had been the first time in days, I had actually spoken to anyone. Other than to the predators in my thoughts.
With the raccoon gone, I had second tought about the bobcat. And decided to drag its dead carcases to the fire. Maybe the combine smell of cat and death my give other curious visitor a second thought. And the hide despite the hole would make an added bonus. Though its weigh upon the dragging it up the fire ring seemed ten-times more than it should be.
The wind remained calm, so I sat near the fire adding a few green brands. A few pieces of meat had over cooked and burned. They got dumped on the fire ring to cool and replaced with fresh meat to cook over my fire.
I am bone tired. In fact feeling sick without a medicine-man to make me well. The fire burned hot, but my body shivered away. Chewing on the chard meet absently and looking across the valley to the small lights above, my mind wandered. Maybe this is as far as my trail will get on this last journey. The Elder's words echoed in my head about the lost