In the interest of modesty (recognizing, and working within my limits) I have decided to publish new episodes of The Practical Woodsman every other week.
I would PREFER to publish new episodes of The Practical Woodsman every week, because I’m just having so much fun with it and it’s a theme I really enjoy and love talking about. It’s almost like play time for me.
However, I have another, long-established, online identity that revolves around things that are even more important; things involving emotional health, emotional disorders, recovery, relationships, parenting, and so forth. A lot of people have come to depend on me to keep a regular flow of content coming from that source, which involves articles, videos, podcast episodes and so forth. All of it takes a lot of work and time.
So in order to be able to regularly produce content for both unrelated projects consistently, and over a long period of time, I’ve worked out a good leap-frog system. One week I dedicate my time and energy into content creation for the one, and the following week I dedicate myself to content creation for the other. In this way I can simply leap frog over each week and hopefully create quality content for both and not burn out.
Thank you everybody for being here, for supporting The Practical Woodsman, and for allowing for an every-other-week schedule! There are so many things I’m looking forward to talking about, sharing, demonstrating, and arguing about on the topics of the woods, and meditative wilderness survival.
I got tired of carrying booze, fuel, and medicine and got the bright idea to see if a strong enough whiskey might not serve all three purposes.
#WhiskeyStoves #BoozeForFuel #PocketCooking #ThePracticalWoodsman #PleasantHillbillyPickle
For centuries, families across Britain slept in what was known as a box bed, a wooden bed built into the wall or enclosed with doors, designed to keep out the bitter cold of winter.
Far more than a place to sleep, the box bed was a practical solution in cottages where space was limited and every bit of warmth mattered. By enclosing the bed, families trapped precious heat, reduced draughts and gained a little privacy in homes where several generations often lived under one roof.
These humble beds witnessed every stage of life. Children were tucked into them at night, babies were born in them, and loved ones spent their final hours there, surrounded by family. In many cottages, the box bed even formed part of the wall itself, helping divide the living and sleeping areas of a single-room home.
To modern eyes they may seem cramped, but to those who lived through harsh winters with little comfort, the box bed was a warm, secure refuge, a simple piece of craftsmanship that helped ordinary families ...
