Dave, I'll agree with you that as a frontiersman most of us wouldn't make a scab on a good man's ass, as folks in these mountains used to say. On the other hand, history teaches us that there was a time when the frontier valleys were covered with game, the streams were alive with fish, and the living was good for those strong enough to survive. I have read that one of the reasons slavery was introduced in the colonies was that living on the frontier was so easy no one would stay on the coast and work on a tobacco or rice plantation if they could escape to the west. You've read the stories of Boone killing hundreds of deer in a few weeks for the hides, and of how well Louis and Clark fared until winter came when they were in the high country or on the Pacific coast.
My mother used to tell me that my romantic facination with earlier times would have been cured by about one week living in the depression she grew up in, and she's probably right. Maybe most of us are fortunate that we can't get so deep into trying to relive history that we encounter any of its hardships and dangers.
Do give me a call. Looks like the weather is going to be fit for nothing but working on a longrifle.
If at first you don't secede, try, try again.
My mother used to tell me that my romantic facination with earlier times would have been cured by about one week living in the depression she grew up in, and she's probably right. Maybe most of us are fortunate that we can't get so deep into trying to relive history that we encounter any of its hardships and dangers.
Do give me a call. Looks like the weather is going to be fit for nothing but working on a longrifle.
If at first you don't secede, try, try again.