Okay dammit. Now I have to make some of these…
Wooden Mug, the end is in sight
Finally, after stepping away from this little project for two months, I’m nearly finished with this wooden noggin cup. I set it down in despair early on when the block started to check along the radial grain. Luckily though, storing it in a moist bag seems to have saved the project and I was able to remove the cracked ends to reveal this little mug inside.

The walls might be a thinner than is really prudent but I believe that once the maple fully cures it will fairly stable wood. I knew of these as “canoe cups” from the historical references and their use by reenactors, but I’ve noticed that they have become very popular among the Bushcraft crowd the past few years. I’ve only made one large size cup like this (many years ago) but it wasn’t a thing of beauty and it is long since lost.
I can’t quite decide where to stop fiddling with it but it is essentially ready to use as is. If I remember, I will post another, better photo, when it is complete.
‘We’re All Frauds’
If it takes five times, build it five times. I feel this sentiment almost everyday. I think that means we really care about what we do.
Spring Overnighter Gear
Here’s a nice look into some Minimalist but modern camping gear.

Making a bow-drill fire
I was lucky to learn this method as a young Scout and have stayed proficient over the many years since. To become truly skilled at this, I went through a period of making a coal every day with either this method or by hand drill. I spent a couple days and nights out in the snow and drizzle and decided to share a bit of my experiences for anyone patient enough to watch. I hope you enjoy.
Thoughts About Minimalism and Survival
Learning a thing or two from the past…Part 1, 21st century Westerners are not the first to minimalize.

“The things you own end up owning you.” Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club
There’s a lot of recent talk about Minimalism as a social movement and this fits well with my personal philosophy and my interests in preindustrial technology and survival. Not long ago, minimalism was mostly associated with artists, aesthetes, wanderers, mystics, and philosophers. That is to say, the fringe element, outsiders, and weirdos. These things come in cycles and I think, as a backlash against generations of sell-out philosophy and the creation of a professional consumer class, many people are reaching for something new.
We come to learn that everything old is new again.
I’ve been pondering history and prehistory on a full-time professional basis for several decades now. As hard to believe as it may be, I even get paid a salary to do it. One of my professional interests involves the tools, tool-kits, and strategies for surviving that various people have come up with for dealing with the world. As a sometimes primitive skills-survival instructor and full-time frugalist I think it important to not reinvent a lifeway when we have millennia of ancestors who dealt with most of the same issues we do today.

For most humans, for most of our history, owning too much stuff has never really been an issue. We had what we needed and either made what we needed or did without the things we didn’t have. It brings a smile to my face to know that more than 2,500 years ago, various thinkers people in China, India, Greece, and the Middle East were contemplating the nature and evils of acquiring stuff; some were even writing about it. That’s not to say that I have immediate plans to become a wandering mendicant like a medieval friar (as appealing as that might sound to some) but I do have an interest in lightening my material load and some very specific goals for the coming year.

My foundation as a minimalist (and I may not be very good at it)-
I have been thinking about what stuff a person needs to survive since I was a teenager who enjoyed backpacking and travel. Like virtually every young boy, I had grand ideas of escaping the family and traveling unhindered across the world. My family weren’t exactly readers but I devoured Jack London and Mark Twain stories as a kid. I loved the extensive and well-thought out gear lists provided in the Boy Scout Handbook, the Explorer’s Handbook, and the Philmont Guides. I read Larry Dean Olsen’s great book of Outdoor Survival Skills and Colin Fletcher’s The Complete Walker again and again. I read about the mountain men of the fur trade, and always, took note of what they carried or didn’t seem to need. I would copy lists into a notebook and revise them while sitting in some boring high school class, making my own lists of what I have, what I need, and what I want. This thinking encouraged me to work and save money to buy a better knife, backpack, or camping stove. I was probably the only kid I knew who wanted, and got, a file and whetstone for Christmas one year (my grandpa was good that way). My friends and I spent our teens and early twenties hiking and camping year round, mostly in the woods of the Ozarks in southern Missouri testing our mettle at that time in life time when all teenagers know they are invincible. Some of us even made it to Europe, Asia, Africa, and beyond.

In a modern sense of survivalist, many people look to the military or the loonies of the social media. Often, military service is the time when young men and women are introduced to such things for the first and only time in their lives. Realistically however, the military itself acknowledges it’s shortcomings on a personal basis as (with the exception of a few special operations units) its entire system is dependent on lengthy and complex supply lines, support chains, and de-emphasis of the individual and personal decision making. Military survival is generally approached as a means of keeping alive until help arrives. Great for fighting a war, but not always so good when you are turned loose into the world. This sort of survival strays from our point here anyway.
More (and less) to come soon.
* here are a few links to modern Minimalists of various ilks and philosophical merit. A journey through these links will hint at the breadth and depth of people on different paths but moving in the same direction.
- http://www.theminimalists.com/ (a good read for someone really wanting to trim down their lives)
- http://www.becomingminimalist.com/
- http://exilelifestyle.com/
- http://zenhabits.net/
- https://bemorewithless.com/
- http://mnmlist.com/
- http://soulflowerfarm.blogspot.com/
- http://www.thetinylife.com/
- http://www.relaxshacks.blogspot.com/
- http://huntergathercook.typepad.com/huntergathering_wild_fres/
- http://www.whittleddown.com/
- http://thewildgarden.ca/
- The Art of Living by Epictetus
- and finally, The Story of Stuff project
Read, research, think, and enjoy!
Primitive Fishing
My fishing kit is coming together and I added another hook and leader last night.

The left hook and gorge are made from deer cannon bone (metacarpal) and the right is whitetail deer antler. The antler hooks are proving to be tougher and less likely to snap under tension. The leaders here are yucca and stronger than I would have thought. Hopefully, we can test them out sometime very soon.
Knife Sheath
I realize this isn’t the most exiting project of the year but a necessary one nonetheless. My knife sheath for the “regular” camp knife was a sloppily done remake of the original. The knife maker did an excellent job on the knife itself but the sheath wasn’t up to the standard of this fine tool.

No surprisingly, I have quite a lot of leather around for small projects like this so after some searching I chose a very thick and solid, wax stuffed leather that was batch dyed a very dark brown. For durability I decided to rivet this sheath with brass which makes for fairly quick work as well. The only real issue is getting the fit just right; tight enough to hold upside down but loose enough to come out when called upon.
After construction, a bit of hot water was poured over the body to shrink it up a bit and the well-oiled knife left in it for form-fitting. Now, we’re ready for the woods again.
Itinerant Blacksmiths

I don’t have much information about the image above but I like what it is depicting. Mom working the bellows while Dad heats up something he’s working on while the kids all look on. Like most travelers in Europe, these (probably Roma) don’t have fancy wagons or accommodations; just carts and some rough tents.
We fear what we don’t understand. Even though people like this have been ostracized and persecuted for centuries, they filled a vital role in society catering to the poorer elements as blacksmiths, tinsmiths, cobblers, basket-makers and more.
Cozy Camp
I made it out for a brief stay in the eastern Ozarks this week. The rain and cold came back just in time for my outing making it a little less comfortable than it could have been but I still enjoyed the time out.

I chose to stay fairly low-tech with the exception of a sleeping bag instead of the old blankets and I sheltered under an old military poncho instead of the more usual canvas. Since I was out, in part, to work on some crafts I packed in very heavily with tools and a few raw materials.

It’s easy living for the most part in the Ozarks and I think I could happily live primitivly in this environment indefinitely. There is not much legal hunting this time of year as the furry critters are off procreating and having babies so I brought some basic foodstuffs with me. I’m back in civilization now but expect to get back out very soon. Maybe the sun will stay out for a few days and dry things up as a preview of Spring. I’ll post some follow-ups about gear and some things I’m working on very soon.
~gtc