Treating Wounds In The Wild With Pine Resin
After bashing my brains in by an old, heavy barn door today, I thought the situation created a nice opportunity to talk about a little bit of wound care out in the wild. Maybe it will reside in someone's mind after reading, and one day they'll find themselves pulling the remembered tips out of their subconscious while hiking and falling on a rock or something; I don't know. I do know this, though; we absorb information and store it for later use. And this is going to be useful at some point in time to somebody, somewhere on the planet. Things like this is how I've made it this far. I'm going to talk about pine resin. I think it's good stuff. A long, long time ago, I found myself hit pretty hard by a man, and I ended up running away to a wooded area to hide out. Now before anyone goes bazerk, that was the past. I've moved on, and I don't carry victimization with me. It's unnecessary. Lessons stick, though, and while I was out there, I learned h
