Monday, June 22, 2009

Starving



Across the log laden with wildflowers and through the marsh onto the mud flats takes you to dinner. Clams just below the surface and a plateful with a little digging work should see your appetite sated.

I wondered how Lewis and Clark could possibly have gone wanting when they were stuck in Astoria, Indians must have been working the shoreline constantly food was literally squishing between the toes. Here we do it as side work to getting food from stores, then they were working everyday to get they needed to eat. The evidence in empty shells and the middens should have been overwhelming.

Twin and I got down and dirty in the mud as we sought an accompaniment to the elk burgers for tonight's dinner.

4 comments:

David J. Hirsh said...

NM always calling you the "cute boy." I think we'll just call you "nature boy." Hah!

Gaz said...

Ric Flair with grey hair? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......

Anonymous said...

I'd love to try elk burgers

walrus said...

Use to think same thing when I would walk into Jackson Bay in south westland New Zealand, a settlement of over 100 men, women and children STARVED to death there in the 1800's yet to this day there is paua (ablanone) over 12 inchs in length you can gather by rolling up your sleeve, crays just below the surface, schools of blue cod (mmm blue cod) in the bay and, if your that way inclined, quite a few seals flopping around on the rocks...