"The Mountain Men of the modern Rendezvous have figured a few things out. That the world of the original American trapper was fraught with danger and peril is with out a doubt; death by scalping, starvation, infection, scurvy, gravity, freezing, heat exhaustion, and vengeance are a shortlist of the ends to which one could have easily met." —Kyle Von Hoetzendorff, author of The Modern Mountain Man
It's bizarre to see a Mom and a Dad and a Son and like two Daughters and all these Grandchildren, basically a whole entire family and/or even multiple generations, all dressed-up from head to toe in buckskin breeches and raccoon headwear. Knives worn around their necks on a sinew lanyard, muskets slung over their shoulders, a cauldron or a frying pan or whatever in someone's hand. And but then invariably someone is pushing like a fully modern, fully plastic stroller. Plastic stands out. Certain colors and textures stand out. Any and all anachronisms stand out. There is something so bewildering about seeing a dude in war paint and a loincloth wearing Nike runners.