Sasquatch said:
1899....when I was younger and Kelowna was still a relatively small town, my friend and I use to go on the back highway and get rattlers at night. His Mom cooked them and they do taste like chicken! We made some neat hat bands and scared girls!
When I was in Boy Scouts, we used to go on 'SUmmer Hikes" which was 2-3 weeks in the mountians. Our leder was ahard core mountaineer, and he didn't subscribe to the newer Scout doctrine of driving somewhere and setting up camp for a weekend. I learned more about bushcraft from him and that group of scouts than from anywhere else.
Anyway, on one summer camp, I was hiking somewhere in the OK area, and as I was one of the older, stronger kids, I was in the lead.
I ran into a rattlesnake sunning itself on a rock, which quickly coiled up at my approach.
Since I didnt' want to walk by it, and I sure as helel didn't want the younger kids to walk past it, (the leader always took the rear) I decided to kill it
I walked back, found a big stick, and pulled out hte axe
A WHACK witht he stick stunned it, and then I whacked it with the axe, chopping off it's head.
We skinned and ate it, roasted over a fire, and it was pretty good.
