Kiwa Creek

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

10C cloudy

The T's were here for the night. (Supper and a game of scrabble)
Bowled in the afternoon with only a few drops of rain.


His verbal anger directed at the girl had upset him, he realized that his reaction had been out of character and he was now feeling remorseful for his actions and words.
After hanging up the second side of deer, he stripped all his clothes off and washed his whole body. The water was cold but still felt good.
As he washed, his thoughts remained with the girl, he kept seeing her face and her long shock of black hair. He paused for a moment as he recalled when she called him a “bastard”. In spite of himself he chuckled and said aloud, “She’s a feisty little devil anyway. But I wonder where she got that ridiculous idea that this island is hers.”
After cleaning up he restarted the fire and after going out and trimming off a piece of deer fat he started to fry up some more liver, then finding some withered mushrooms in the vegetable box he added them to the cooking meat.
Later, his belly full Bob pulled out his blankets from the pack sack and ignoring the blood splatters rolled into bed and immediately fell a sleep.
The next morning after a breakfast of fried venison. Bob skinned the second side and ruefully compared his job to what the girl had done. Next he cut some poles and erected a frame work over the fire pit. He then proceeded to cut the venison into strips and laid those across the poles. He started a fire and went into the bush and cut willows and alder and mixed the green wood in with the dry. He stood back and watched as the smoke drifted up and around the meat. Satisfied he continued cutting and dragging greenwood to the edge of the fire.
Once he thought, ‘Wish I had some salt but I don’t so smoke will have to do.’
The air was reasonably cool so he had no worry about the rest of the meat spoiling for a couple of days and he figured that if he stoked up the fire at night with heavy wood the process would continue.
He took a break in the afternoon and went foraging for mushrooms and any berries that might still be about.
He found a patch of morels down by the water hole then up along the pines he gathered up a good quantity of pine mushrooms. He found a couple of bushes of blue huckleberries which were somewhat bitter but he picked them anyway. He knew he could get salal berries almost anytime so he avoided them.

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