I chew bark and sap offa trees and suck sugar out of tall pasture grasses.
There are deer here even in my front yard; nary a bone is found anywhere in the mountains coz the coyotes and wolf packs eat`em up, bones n` all. Only animal bones I ever found in 50 years of hunting and hiking was a carcasse of a bobcat that had fallen down into a vertical cave.
Experience is the best teacher,
not diaphanous daydreamed-up ludicrous theories from cloud 9 dwellers who never got their pinky hands grimy black in the woods.
Pretty much right on with that. I’ve been hiking, hunting, camping, and exploring areas that most people never get near for about 25 years.
I’ve been in the woods around the boundary waters, mountains in Colorado, wilds of West Virginia, Georgia, and others.