18TH CENTURY LIVING HISTORY, HISTORICAL TREKKING, AND PERIOD WILDERNESS LIVING.
A LIVING HISTORY BLOG.
18TH CENTURY LIVING HISTORY IN AUSTRALIA.
Sunday, 18 December 2011
Saturday, 17 December 2011
Fire-Bow Fire Lighting.
People have been requesting that I make this video for a long time now, well finally I have got it done. I made this before my hip replacement surgery, and at that time had difficulty getting down on the ground to use the fire-bow. I improvised to make this video by making a platform out of tomahawk target blocks.
The leather thong on the bow which I have been using to instruct others for the past 20 years or so finally broke, and the new thong I used for this video stretched during the making of this video. I decided not to stop, because these things can happen to anyone and I wanted to show that it can still work. I tightened the leather thong by gathering the slack in with my fingers and completed the fire making process. So here it is.
Please note that my method differs slightly from other peoples methods by the fact that I use an extra piece of plant tinder to transfere the ember in the tinder dust to the kindling.
This is just one of the videos available on my latest DVD, Primitive Skills 2.
The leather thong on the bow which I have been using to instruct others for the past 20 years or so finally broke, and the new thong I used for this video stretched during the making of this video. I decided not to stop, because these things can happen to anyone and I wanted to show that it can still work. I tightened the leather thong by gathering the slack in with my fingers and completed the fire making process. So here it is.
Please note that my method differs slightly from other peoples methods by the fact that I use an extra piece of plant tinder to transfere the ember in the tinder dust to the kindling.
This is just one of the videos available on my latest DVD, Primitive Skills 2.
Friday, 16 December 2011
A Waiting Gift.
The letter began:
Dear Keith,
Just a few lines to wish you a speedy recovery and to forward a small token of our friendship.
I have not seen Grey Wolf for many years now, but he is a close personal & family friend. He knows me so well. This letter was wrapped inside a long parcel. On opening the parcel ths is what I found.
The gift included these four reels of silk thread! As if getting out of hospital & being back in my beloved forest was not enough. This really made my day.
Thank you Grey Wolf, you really are something else.
Regards, Le Loup.
Dear Keith,
Just a few lines to wish you a speedy recovery and to forward a small token of our friendship.
I have not seen Grey Wolf for many years now, but he is a close personal & family friend. He knows me so well. This letter was wrapped inside a long parcel. On opening the parcel ths is what I found.
The hand forged poker Grey Wolf had made was swathed in greasy fleece which was bound with spun fleece. All was wrapped in leather.
The gift included these four reels of silk thread! As if getting out of hospital & being back in my beloved forest was not enough. This really made my day.
Thank you Grey Wolf, you really are something else.
Regards, Le Loup.
I'm Back!
But only just! Have you heard of post op people dieing from what they call "complications"? Well now I know what they mean! I have in the past several weeks been in two Sydney hospitals, St Vincents & St Luke's. The majority of the staff are foreign, most of these are from the Phillipines. I have nothing against there being foreign staff, but when they are not sufficiently trained, & don't understand what you are saying, it not only is uncomfortable, but it is downright dangerous. I learnt two things: 1) Never assume the nurses & aids know what they are doing, and 2) Never assume that they are giving you the right medications. Ask them what that pill is for if you don't know, & keep track of your personal medications, because they haven't got a clue! Refuse medications if you have any doubt until you can speak with the doctor, and demand something be corrected or not done at all if common sense tells you something is wrong. I had to stay on top of treatment & meds every step of the way or I would still be there or 6 foot under!
Thursday, 15 December 2011
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