A blog about experimenting with, teaching and learning bushcraft and survival skills in Northern Europe and the UK
Fire by hand drill
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
Blackthorn sloe
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
F1 sheath modification
Recently I have found myself grabbing the F1 when heading out.
It is a splendid knife with a huge fan base.
The knife comes with a choice of sheaths.
I have the fully closable leather one and the zytell one.
The zytell version features a little catch which holds the knife in place. Of course there is also a clasp to secure it too.
Recently it has not been as tight as I would like so I have added something.
A strong rubber ring which keeps the catch tight. Now the knife cannot jump out of the sheath if un clasped which is handy if you are using it a lot and don't want to keep pressing the clasp closed everytime.
Cheers
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Ikea
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Friday, 18 November 2011
The Victorinox Forester folding knife.
Thursday, 17 November 2011
Hawthorn (Crataegus monogyna)
Friday, 11 November 2011
Ash for bushcraft
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The bushcraft uses of Oak
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Thursday, 10 November 2011
Tuesday, 8 November 2011
CHeck it out.
Wildlife interaction before your eyes
I have been kind of quiet recently. Just doing the things nessecary for modern life I suppose.
I went for a walk in a local wood the other day. The sun was setting as I made my way up a steep bank over looking a small clear pond. The hazel leaves were droppping all around me.
I felt an urge to freeze and having learned long ago to trust ones instincts i did so.
Within a few seconds a young fox, still on the brown, dabbled side of red slipped from the undergrowth. He could smell me, because he frooze and scanned about. I was wearing dark green and standing in the shadow of an old Ash so was virtually invisable to him.
I watched him as he peered into the shadows, sniffing, his head casting about. I dont know how long he would have stood there because our nasal duel was interupted by the arrival of a wood Pigeon. I looked up at the grey flash as it alighted on a brach overhead and when i looked down the young fox had vanished.
Just to add to the fun at that exact moment a Sparrowhawk shot past and went for the Pigeon.
The pigeon escaped and the Hawk sat on the branch feeling sorry for himself until his sharp eyes noticed me and he was gone.
Quite an interesting little episode. i am often amazed at my ability to stumble across wildlife by being silent and keeping hidden.
Monday, 7 November 2011
Space jelly
I found this on some waste ground. A firm greyish jelly.
I reckon it is something a fox puked up myself.