I watch Survivor Man, passionately. I love that show. If ever I am lost in the woods, I will be able make fire (I always carry a lighter though a flint stick would be wise too), make a shelter and stay relatively warm. I know not to sweat when it’s freezing, get out of the wind, etc.
One thing that always drives me up a wall though is the fact that Les almost always has to resort to eating grubs and other nasty shit.
See, I live in the greatest Country on earth… I can carry a pistol in damn near every State in the Union (I have the list on my computer and I won’t visit those few States I can’t). I don’t leave home for a hunting trip without at least 50 rounds, spare magazines and my cleaning kit… For two pistols (one for big stuff and one for small) in addition to my crossbow.
Now, I can nail a squirrel in the eye at 20 yards with the crossbow. At 30 I can make the heart/lung shot on a deer without breaking a sweat. The pistols are a less accurate (no scope) but either will do in a pinch.
In other words, daddy’s eating.
My number one rule: Enjoy the great outdoors as was intended, happily an heavily armed… And leave it as if you were never there.