CHAPTER 18


hunting is a deeply spiritual experience. there are many ways to analyze it but when i was in the forrest i felt in tune with the woods, with nature. when it first came time for me to kill a pig, which i had given myself many justifications about, i wasn't ready. my chamber had no bullet. could i have been unready on a deeper psychological level? probably, but i didn't want to get into it. i had the chance to redeem my self and this time i was ready. i took the pig down. that would be a lot of meat. but the




CHAPTER 19


now comes the gathering part of my journey. i set out into the forrest knowing very well that i did not know my way around the mushroom, which is what i was foraging for. even if i was a  mushroom expert, i still could never be completely sure this was a mushroom that was safe to eat, or if that mushroom would send me on a wild trip? after much effort i found such a mushroom expert who was willing to take me with him, though very reluctant and cautious to protect his mushroom spots. but finally when i had gathered my mushrooms it was a very satisfying experience.