@ehBeth,
I know I've told this story before but hey,....
The first day of our two week survival trek our guide, Mobley, (no kidding) introduced us eight guys to a rabbit which he said would be our dinner when we returned to this first camp in about six days.
AWWWW we all said "What a nice rabbit! So soft and cuddly! And what nice clear blue eyes! Don't you worry, rabbit! Nice bunny."
Then, off we went to hike through the mountains with just some pemmican bars, an onion and some sugar cubes to eat.
(They said there would be some people who would not eat pemmican. And if they said that, to offer to take it off their hands. Unbelievably , I traded a piece of onion and a sugar cube for a whole bar.)
We were in the snow.
We camped in tents made out of pieces of parachute to simulate what it would be like to be out in the wilderness after you eject.
We treked through very dense, log-filled, swampy, forests. There were hardly any trails that matched up with our compass directions.
It was cold.
It was wet.
I made onion/pemmican soup three times a day.
I was almost out of food in five days and ate my last bit of pemmican for breakfast on Day Six.
We'd gone about thirty miles by my reckoning, in a big circle that took us over every ridge possible.
The snow was about six to eight inches deep until it snowed on Day Six.
We did not stop at noon because we knew we were within five miles of the first camp.
It snowed the whole day.
You could not see more than ten feet in any direction.
If you looked at your compass for more than a few seconds, it was covered in snow.
We got to the first camp.
We took off our packs.
We looked at eachother.
"Where's the fricking rabbit!!!??"
Mobley showed how to make a live rabbit into a roastable one.
He showed what parts to eat, what to watch out for (speckled meat-
do not eat) and what we could eat if we were really hungry, like the eyes.
It was delicious.
Joe(yes. I ate one clear blue eye.)Nation