Surviving the Wilderness

It turned out to be easier to get a meal than I'd expected. When we left the road we made snares from thread unravelled from Marty's clothes. That was a waste but it gave me an idea. His jacket's pretty much as it looks but the scarf's made of strong stuff. I unravelled some of that and tied the thread to one of my darts.

I shot a fish. It was a challenge, maybe only a Diran could have done it. Water changes the way things look. If you dip a straight stick in the river the wood looks bent. I missed the first few times, the fish weren't where they looked as though they were and by the time I got used to it the thread was wet and it was all getting a bit old.

I got two. The troutfish went away from the splashing when I got the first but after I cut it up I dropped a bit in shallower water and a bigger, ugly fish came in after the bait, so I shot that too. It almost broke that strong thread when it went under a log, but the dart was weighing it down and I got it when it died. It was an ugly dark green thing with a long snout and sharp teeth that snapped shut after it was dead. We ate it anyway. Marty has a lighter so we had a small fire, but we were both nervous about that.