by I_Like_Plants » Sun 20 May 2007, 13:30:31
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('Plantagenet', 'I')'ve got sympathy for that poor kid...he wasn't nearly as stupid as Treadwell. He died only about 40 miles off the main road north of Denali National Park. Its a nice place to go hiking and mountain biking and ATV riding and moose hunting and lots of people go there....but not for the two months he was there. He hiked in just before the ice went out on the rivers, and then the river was too high and he couldn't cross it and get back to the road. He was nicely set up with books and a gun and some food to camp for awhile, but eventually the food ran out. He tried to eat some local roots, and may've eaten the wrong thing and poisoned himself. Hunters who were scouting around got in there on ATVs and found him only a few days after he died. Sad really.
I think he ate the top of a plant that only the root is OK or something..... I initially felt sorry for him but....
He destroyed equipment at a USGS or NOAA or something monitoring station, which he could have used to call for help - I think there was a phone or something. He ate the rediculous plant because he wasn't eating his meat, and more importantly, he wasn't eating the fatty parts, read up on the paleo diet, "grease and guts" were pretty much the considered the best parts by wilderness people.
He wasn't doing wilderness survival even down in the lower 48 - he was tramping, would bury his backpack etc outside a town, then go in and panhandle or do odd jobs. Much less Euell Gibbons than old-fashioned hobo. Nothing wrong with that, but apparently he fooled himself into thinking he was a wilderness survivalist.
On Euell Gibbons - when I was a kid jokes about him were plentiful. He was doing those Grape-Nuts commercials for goodness' sake. But not too long ago I was looking at one of his early books and he got his foraging skills because in the Depression, food was food and proles were proles and the twain seldom met. He learned to forage because he had to. Since that's why I learned to eat fern tips and grass shoots and odd things, growing up in the dirty 70s, my admiration for him has increased considerably.
In the local Barns & Borders in the "eco" section there are reprints of some old books, about city people who went to farming, these tend to be books by people who got disgusted with Corpgov back in the 1930s or even the 1920s. Plenty of political commentary in them in the Intros, those folks knew which way was up because they had to.
But getting back on subject, I agree with the OP and extend his observation to this other kid.
Come on, the bears are eating GRASS, because the salmon aren't there yet and the bears are waiting weeks on end for some PROTEIN. Might as well have dressed up in bacon strips.