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Re: Remember that plane crash in the Andes in the 70's?
Yes we would eat the dead under the most dire survival situation.
Horrific act, but yes we would.
During the North American fur trade wars, there's an island on Georgian Bay where survival meant the people ate the dead during the entire Winter. The Huron Nation and the Anishinabe Nations aligned with the French, and the Iroquois Nations aligned with the Dutch and the British.
About 10 thousand Hurons and some jesuits took refuge from the Iroquois on Christian Island during the winter in Georgian Bay.
The main bulk of the island is about 6 by 7 km maybe (3.7 by 4.3 miles), but there's a few peninsulas too. About 4100 Ha (10 131 acres).
At first they buried the dead, but as supplies ran out, burials stopped and they'd eat that person instead. Later, graves were opened to eat them too. By early Summer when they escaped the island to head for Quebec, only about 300 remained.
I ate black bear on a single occasion, but would not again except in a survival situation.
When a bear's skinned out, with his paws and head removed, it looks so much like a man that I find it odd how my fellow Anishinabek at Kitcisakik (Grand Lake Victoria) love to eat bear.
Eating bear was kind of off-limits to the Anishinabe of Brennan Lake, Hunter's Point, Wolf Lake, Kipawa, Timiskaming where I'm from.
Part of that was because a bear will eat anything, including a human if he drowned and washed up on the shore.
My former sister-in-law, Gladys Ash from Mishkeegogamang was butchering a white tail deer that my brother shot. I asked her about dressing out a man like a deer in a dire survival situation, and she grasped my arm and began demonstrating how she would go about properly butchering a man.
The hardest part when turned around in the bush is keeping your head. There's a sense of panic sets in quick when you realize you're turned around and on your own, no safety net, what if something goes wrong, and that you've only yourself to rely on, and only yourself to blame for being in the current situation. You may have to sleep out. Very harrowing.
If your pals are anywhere near, like doing linecutting, stay put, they'll find you.
Even with similar levels of experience, some people are just psychologically tougher with a will to survive. I don't go deep unless with a group. I'm just in my mid-40s, but I can't trust my own body any longer. Very disheartening to know your backpain or breathing difficulties could put you in jeopardy in the bush. In any case, whenever I go hiking in the bush, I always carry matches, firesteel, compass, a 19 inch ax, sheath knife, swiss army knife, gloves, some jerky, a few snickers or coffee crisp bars, bandanna, some twine, snare wire, water bottle, tobacco pouch, small sharpening stone, pencil, paper. Most of it are small items that fit in the two upper pockets of my jean jacket.
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