I’ve been watching Ray Mears Wild Food on TV. The program where he tries to figure out what food our stone aged ancestors ate. I like his programs.
The guy can do just about everything from making fire from a couple of twigs and a mushroom to canoeing through rapids. He can catch wild things with his hands and climb up mountains. He truly knows how to survive in the wild and would be the person I’d want on my island should I get stuck on one with nothing more than a broken watch.
What keeps me watching these programs though is the suspicion that this all knowing, action-man must spend lots of time watching telly and eating pies.
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