Archive for September, 2010
Squirrel Prep and Cooking
September 28th, 2010 | 
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Squirrel is one of my favourite wild fare. I bagged myself one at my brothers, so I thought you’d like to see how I prepped it, I also salted the skin for a future project.
I took the squirrel with a head shot from the top of an oak in my brothers garden, nice clean kill, they can be difficult quarry and a well placed shot is needed.
Lyme Disease
Lyme disease is a bacterial infection that is spread to humans by infected ticks. Ticks are small, spider shaped insects that feed on the blood of mammals including humans.
The most common symptom of Lyme disease is a red skin rash that looks similar to the bull’s eye on a dartboard. However, if Lyme disease is left untreated, further symptoms can follow, including:
- A high temperature (fever) 38C or over.
- Muscle pain.
- Joint pain and swelling.
- Neurological symptoms, such as temporary paralysis of the facial muscles.
A person with Lyme disease is not contagious because the infection can only be spread by the ticks.
Thermos Thermax Lightweight Flask
Up until a few months ago I was of the opinion that vacuum flasks were of no use in relation to bushcraft. I believed they were only useful for taking a hot drink to your place of work. Or perhaps a family picnic. How wrong could I have been? After visiting Northern Sweden in mid winter back in January this year I soon learnt the error of my ways…
Return to Sweden
Earlier this year back at the start of June my friend Garry and I returned to the beautiful lakes in the Dalsland Nordmarken area of Sweden.
As before we flew from Heathrow airport in the United Kingdom to Gardermoen airport in Norway and then caught a bus to the small town of Arjang in Sweden. There we were unexpectedly met by our canoe outfitter Preben Mortensen and his wife Gunn who were in Arjang doing their grocery shop.
After we had bought our provisions in the local supermarket Preben drove us to his home, set on the shore of lake Vastra Silen. As we wound our way through the forest we caught our first glimpses of the lake between the trees. The weather wasn’t quite as nice as the last time we had come to this area. There was a stiff breeze blowing and the lake appeared quite choppy. However on our arrival at Prebens home and the canoe centre we made the decision that perhaps the lake wasn’t quite as rough as we had first feared. The paddle to our fist nights camp was only across a wide bay of about a kilometre and we would be sheltered by the land protruding out into the lake ahead of us.