“I’ve stood in remote places wondering if another human ever trod there. Then, looking to the horizon, I saw boulders Inuit hunters stacked in a human form thousands of years ago. It was in part their attempt to herd the migrating caribou, as they tried to harvest the bounty of their native land. I feel connected to them: My family and friends have tasted the pureness of meat untouched by the human process of raising it, more natural and healthy than anything at the supermarket or on a restaurant’s menu”
The Boston Globe published an article this week that looks at why a hunter enjoys their sport so much, and how what they do supports wildlife. A fantastic read. Check it out here.
