Happily in the handle of my knife is a ferrocerium rod (which is a rod that when you scrape it gives off sparks). I gathered everything I needed to coax a spark into an actual fire. Birchbark, small twigs, finger-sized twigs, and finally some larger fuel.
|I even split down some dead/standing maple to get to some nice, dry wood in the middle.|
|It was kind of a huge serving of soup and when I first saw it I didn't know if I could finish it - maybe I'd have to leave some for the forest critters, but as the contents of the pot got lower my belly didn't get as stuffed as I thought it might.|
|Soup eaten and hot cocoa drunk and dishes "washed" it was time to pack up and head home, but not before watching the sunset through the trees.|