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While I was in town, I stopped at a small store just north of town and got myself a nice piece of steak and ten cans of pork and beans. The meat was cooking slowly on the grill I made out of some branches I had woven together. It looked sagged but it was working. The coffee was good and the bush was my home. Today really showed me why I really didn't like people. That is a part of me that I am still looking for, the part inside me that don't like to be around people. It is something I have lived with for most of my life.

I have told my late wife that I didn't like people and my dream was this; to take her in the same manner I was traveling now far far into the mountains and build us a log home. It would be at the foot of a mountain with fresh water only feet away. I would have some livestock like some laying hens and meat hens, a cow for milk, a bull, maybe two pigs. I would also have a good rifle and a lot of ammo. This log house would be built by my hands. She, the wife that is, is not with us, so this is a journey I will make on my own.

The whiskey was starting to kick in, so I put the bottle away. I was watching King, the horse. It was quiet, then his ear went up. I knew that something was up and there about twenty feet away was a big raccoon. I had my compound hand bow at my feet. I kicked it up to my hands very slowly, cocked it and aimed it, let out all of my breath and fired it, but missed. The small arrow stuck into the trunk of a tree. I didn't see it then, but found it in the morning. And my raccoon was long gone.

When morning did come, it looked like it was going to rain, so I thought to stay where I was because there was some water and lots of wood, and I could keep dry under the evergreen trees I had all of this kit under. I had some coffee and went to work on the rabbit hide I had from my first kill of this trip. I wanted to make a side pouch or purse to hang off my belt to hold some of my personal stuff. I worked on it a seen a coon coming towards me. This time I would get him. He walked up towards me and "bam" he got it. A few minutes later he was dead. This would be my lunch and supper today. I put down what I was doing and skinned and cleaned the meat and put it to the fire to cook. I cleaned the pelt and made a bow to dry out the pelt and to stretch it some. This pelt I had, had no purpose, but I thought I should keep it. It will come in handy somewhere.

It was a dark day out today and the rain was coming down in sheets now, so I lay under the tree for shelter. The rain lasted for a few hours then stopped and the sun came out. Day turned into night and so I sleep.

Once again morning came and I was up, had my horse saddled and was on my way. The fire was out, so I just wanted to get going. The bush I was traveling through was a very clean one, you could see where some stumps are that have been cut by a chainsaw. The funny thing was the tree was not there, just the stump.

I also came across a couple of well used paths. I was going to stop and see if I could get me some more small game, but the day was young, so I decided to go on. I came along a beautiful look over the land, so today I would stop here for a shot and have a smoke. I also had me some pork and beans for lunch.

I came across some mud with some animal tracks in it. The tracks were hard to make out because the animal was running, so the mud was thrown a bit. I thought I might have spooked the animal looking at the tracks in the direction it came, and found it to be a fox track.