It’s true that I love to hunt, I love meat, especially meat that I’ve done all the work for. Not all the meat I eat is sourced this way but a good deal of it is. But even though I’m a hunter I’m also a grower, in fact I think I grow more veg for the plate then I do hunted meat. It’s a mixture of laziness and convenience. It’s slightly more predictable to know what food stores you’ll have by the end of the growing season compared to how much game meat you can successfully bring home after a hunt for the deep freezer. And the effort for some target species out weights the amount of energy you get in return in the form of protein from the meat. For example, I expended more energy hunting quail last week then I’ll get in return with the amount of meat I received. I’ll get at least two maybe three meals from the meat. If I was relying on it then I might struggle. Growing veg along side hunting is a great middle ground. I have semi reliable food source from the veg patch and a not so reliable supply of protein from hunting efforts.
Pumpkins are getting a hammering over the last few months
The last of the seasons capsicum
Pumpkin and roast capsicum ‘pesto’ over spinach feta ravioli
Tomorrow I move into a new home. It’s already blessed with a little veg patch, and we’ve ordered 12 fertilised eggs for the chicken incubator that we’ll borrow from my dear friend Rachel. I’ve also ordered a chook house that I can’t wait to build as a weekend project. A veg patch and chooks. Really it’s the start of something quite magical. I loath moving house but I do love fresh starts in life. My mind is a washing machine of things to do but I know the finish cycle is inevitable and will soon get me to that place that I’ve been longing for.
More basic cabin food. Fresh veg, fresh herbs, good food…absolutely nothing fancy.