#fur trapper

[maydaytrippe]

I just watched the first cinematic masterpiece of 2024, Hundreds of Beavers, chronicling the life of American trapper Jean Kayak, from visionary director Mike Chetnik. 

Available for rent on AppleTV and Prime Video, but you can watch it free with a one week trial of indie film streaming service Fandor. The less you know going in, the better, imo, so just start the movie already. 

PS - Eat your flipping heart out, The Revenant. 🦫🦫🦫

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"BELIEF IN "HAIRY GIANTS" NOT CONFINED TO INDIANS," Toronto Star. March 8, 1934. Page 5. ---- White Men Familiar With B.C. Natives Belief In "Sasquatch" ---- ONE SAW FAMILY ---- By A. D. KEAN That "Sasquatch," the legendary hairy giants of West Coast Indian fame are believed in by white men borne borne to-day when J. A. Hewat, came into The Star office to see me. Mr. Hewat is the son of Ronald Hewat one of the best known of the older police constables of British Columbia, and has been an acquaintance of mine since Childhood, having been born in the Similkameen valley near my own home.

"Sure I believe in Sasqusttch," stated the known stalwart J. A. "for I've known a great many Indians who must have seen the hairy giants. Not only among the tribes who live on the mainland but among those of the north end of Vancouver island as well. For three years I was with the Dominion geological survey, in the capacity of packer, with from 10 to 20 horses and three to five helpers in charge, and at various times I came I came in contact with Indians who told in detail of meeting the Sasquatch. The giants are thought to live in caves mostly, and have been known for ages in the districts adjacent to the Fraser delta, the western mountain passes of the coast range in and around Coquohalla - where the boundary railroad comes through from the Okanagan valley to Vancouver, and upon the high table-lands about Victoria peak on the northermost tip of Vancouver island.

More Than Legend "Sasquatch is considerably more than a legend with all those Indians," said Mr. Hewat convincingly. "I've even heard the giants described being the last living descendants of the once powerful Aztecs of Mexico and the country to the immediate south. I knew a prospector, Cariboo George by name, who told me he had seen huge barefoot tracks of the Sasquatch in the shore of William's lake (North Central B.C.) and had followed the giant's trail up into the hills nearby.

"Cariboo George related how he had hidden himself in some bushes while the Sasquatch went by. They were a monster 8-foot man and his wife and child. All were completely naked except for a thick coat of pale, brownish-colored short fur or matted hair. The giants spoke with deep rumbling, guttural voices and seemed act very happy toward one an other. Old George seemed so wholly convinced by what he described that I found myself believing likewise in the reality of the Sasquatch," admitted Hewat seriously.

"Cariboo George also claimed that a good-sized family of the giants lived in the William's lake district somewhere and that they paid visits intervals to the local waters at nightime for fishing.

Several Near Fort Langley "Near old Fort Langley, on the upper Fraser delta," went on J. A., "there are known to be several of the giants. Many Indians there whom I met and knew told me they had seen the Sasquatch. These Indians, like those farther inland, declared the giants to be rather blonde than otherwise, but that the Indians feared the Sasquatch greatly considering them in the light of evil spirits. All the Indians agree, however, that the Sasquatch are of immense stature and tremendously powerful, and that they possess the faculty of seeing clearly through the darkest night.

"No can hide from Sasquatch, one of the stock phrases of an Indian, when relating some legend of giants," said the dark-eyed Hewat.

"About the best story I heard told of the experience of an Indian trapper who lived on the northern extremity of the Mt. Victoria plateau on Vancouver island. went on J. A This Indian looked on out of his split log cabin in early one morning to find a Sasquatch stalking about dooryard.

"The giant spied the Indian just in time to prevent being shot at. According to the trapper the Sasquatch leaped behind the corner of the shack and tore the whole roof-corner off at a single sharp pull.

"This act so terrified the Indian inside that he fell into a swoon, from which he did not awaken for several hours. When that frightened trapper regained consciousness the place seemed deserted so the redman crept cautiously outside to look around.

"While following the huge footprints left by the Sasquatch the trapper came suddenly upon the giant seated calmly at the foot of a widespreading 12-font cedar tree. With horrified gaze the Indian froze In his tracks. the while the Sasquatch eyed him silently. Presently the giant spoke. He used the native dialect of the Indian though hardly used to it.

"Why Do You Follow Met" "Why do you follow me? asked the Sasquatch in a rumbling voice. I could have killed you but you were too frightened. So I came away. Now go back and tell your tribesmen what you have seen and I have done and remember, Sasquatch cautioned, ominously. 'If you so much has tell the least falsehood about me I shall bring more of my people and we will destroy you all. At which the trapper turned away and fled.

"I asked the trapper what that Sasquatch looked like and he described the giant as being of a red-brown color with a cost of thick all over the body. He said the Sasquatch showed great shiny white teeth and around the loins of the monster was a short skirt made from the pounded inner bark of cedar plaited into a strong-looking cloth.

"The Sasquatch wore no shoes or moccasins, but the bottoms of his feet appeared tough and calloused, like the pads on the feet of big bear. The giant's hands were of immense size, nearly twice as large as of a man. And the height of Sasquatch was at least eight feet. He must have weighed 400 pounds, declared the trapper.

"ONe day at home in the Similkameen valley I met an Indian who claimed to have visited the cave of Sasquatch," continued Hewat. "The place was near the head of the Tulameen river, up near the old pass used to drive cattle over to the coast when you and I were boys."

"Yes I know where you mean," I answered, but go on with the Sasquatch story."

Found Great Stools "Well this Tulameen redskin told me he walked right to the mouth of the strange cave before he realized it was there at all. Inside the darkened dwelling were great stools made of gnarled fir tree roots. There were six of these, the Indian said. In the centre of the big cave was a strong wide table. It, too, was made as though to carry several tons of weight.

"There were long logs piled at the side of the cave, near a sort of rough-looking fireplace. Farther back hung the unskinned carcass of a blacktail buck deer and there were several set chunks chunks of meat hung upon the cave, sharp racks protruding. The Indian took one fearsome look around, then darted from the cave mouth at a swift run. He never stopped, he said, until he reached the safety of his own family wig-wam.

"So you see," explained Hewat, "it's pretty hard to disbelieve the presence of the Sasquatch, in face of all the realistic stories passed on by the various tribes of Indians who live near the mountains, and who are so convinced of the existence of the giants that they scarcely dare to speak of them in more than the whispers.

"How about yourself?" I questioned J. A. "Do you believe in the Sasquatch?"

"Sure-I can't help but believe in them, after hearing almost every tribe along the lower mainland of the B.C. coast tell about the wonders of the Saskquatch," concluded Hewat.

[thenetreactor]

The Story of Hugh Glass (1823)

Full video: https://youtu.be/bLu8iF6N25E

In this captivating video, we dive into the awe-inspiring true story of Hugh Glass and his remarkable survival journey in 1823. Based on historical accounts, join us as we uncover the harrowing challenges Glass faced and the unimaginable feats of strength and resilience that allowed him to endure. Discover how one man's willpower defied all odds and shaped his legacy as a symbol of determination. Get ready to be inspired and amazed by this extraordinary tale! Don't forget to like and share this video to spread the incredible story of Hugh Glass.

[reptilianraver]

Mukluk Icerender, Kobold Ranger

My kobold character ported over to Pathfinder 2e for the Kingmaker module. Since it takes place in the world of Pathfinder, I heavily modified his backstory.

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Born in the frigid Tusk mountains, Mukluk spent most of early years learning the ways of hunting and raiding to contribute to his tribe's survival.

He is a married man and has seven children with his beautiful kobold wife, all of whom he will brag about at length.

He had resigned himself to having to deal with the frost and cold for the rest of his life until a severely heavy winter caused most of the Tusk mountains to freeze over. Hunting grew scarce, as did caravans to plunder. Mukluk volunteered himself to go hunting in the cold to try to get some food.

It was a death sentence for a non-frost-dragonblooded kobold such as himself, but it would free up some supplies for the rest of his tribe to eat, so he trudged out into the frozen wastes.

He lasted for a full day before the frost sapped his stamina. He collapsed in a snowbank and felt the chill of death wrap around him.

Until he opened his eyes in the warmth of a trapper's camp. The trapper was a follower of Erastil, deity of hunters and of family bonds, and has felt a draw to where the little kobold lay among the ice. The trapper provided a huge bundle of food for Mukluk and his tribe, and told the Kobold that he heard of a land grab opening up where the plot of Kingmaker begins.

Mukluk sets off now alone, leaving his family in his tribe's care as he seeks to claim warmer lands in this new frontier for his less-cold-inclined kith and kin.

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Lol, guess who can't draw bows very well?

Rangers play a lot differently in PF2e, almost supporting the party in killing things rather than being apex hunters themselves.

Multiattacks are the big draw, but I decided for precision since it means I don't have to spend all three actions attacking to feel like I'm using my fighting style to it's full potential.

[ketchuplaser]

So, I watched Jeremiah Johnson the other day and decided to make a Trapper-sona of myself (but with much better hair) named Archie, complete with antler-handled knife and Hawkins rifle (30cal or better) wearing grizz and ready to skin more.

I'd love to see any of my followers make a trapper-sona, either with IRL stuff, or via art.

[loveshetlands]

[kpop-bbg]

[galaxycunt]

@toads-treasures tagged me in a character moodboard so here’s some random images I hope that conveys the vibe my lil bb Tia the tiefling brings

Tagging @captastra @rorywritesjunk @operationroots @gingernut1314 @hey-august @the-lastcall @incognito-insomniac

[torontofetish]

if i were going to write a human au for amecan it would probably end up being something like a fur trapper au set in 1810-1820s where alfred and matthew are longtime partners (if you know what i mean) who brave the american wilderness together and get completely fucked up every time rendezvous comes around. just two bearded, unsocialized, stinky old mountain men alone together with their horses and their rifles and a lot of awkward but kinky sex under their buffalo hide blankets at night

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"'TOO TIRED TO LIVE SO I STRANGLED HER'," Toronto Star. September 30, 1943. Page 24. --- Youth Confesses in Letter to Murdering His Sweetheart, 17 --- Port Arthur, Sept. 30 - (CP) - Samuel Zadorozny, 20, of Fort William, confessed he murdered his sweetheart, Antoinette Rossetti, 17, because he was "too tired" of living and "they can hang me," it was shown in a letter admitted as evidence yesterday.

"I killed her for love," said the letter, "not because I didn't trust her or was jealous. I wrote this before I did the job."

Constable R. H. Turner said Zadorozny told him: "I have murdered my sweetheart. I strangled her to death… when will I get the rope?... in about two months time?"

In the letter, read at the fall assizes, the youth asked that his sweetheart be buried in her "white wedding dress" and that he be dressed in "my black suit, maroon tie and blue shirt." ---- Saw Trapper Murdered Edmonton, Sept. 30 - (CP) - George Desjardais, 23, Cree Indian from the Lac La Biche district, testified in supreme court yesterday he saw his cousin, Sam Baptiste Desjarlais, 18, kill Karl Nikolai Hemmingsen, northern fur trapper, with a rifle owned by Sam's father. Sam, acquitted Tuesday on a charge of murdering George Pappas, 57, fur buyer, is on trial for the murder of Hemmingsen.

George told of going with Sam to Monday river, 190 miles north- east of Edmonton. Hemmingsen came along and Sam shot him "twice," he said. Sam took $4 and a watch from the man's pockets, he claimed.

[letsgethaunted]

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The Lost Fur Trappers of Lava Lake

Welcome to the photo dump for “Episode 195: The Lost Fur Trappers of Lava Lake”! In 1924, 3 fur trappers were murdered outside their cabin in the Deschutes Forest in Oregon. Found floating in Lava Lake after the ice thawed, their slaying has never been solved. Join Aly and Nat as we discuss the murders and also explore several other small tales of hauntings which occurred nearby.

Swipe through key images and videos from this week’s episode here!

IMAGE 01: Welcome to the photo dump! IMAGE 02: Before blasting off for the lunar surface, the Apollo 11 astronauts paid a visit to Central Oregon to test themselves and their equipment against the volcanic surface of the Cascade Mountains, between which is nestled Lava Lake. (Moon Country exhibit at High Desert Museum, ABC News) IMAGE 03: Here are some illustrations of settlements and trails traversed by early Fur Trappers. On the right, we see the fur trapper nat was thirsting for and his fashionable ‘fit. IMAGE 04: Here we see two pictures of the cabin where the men were staying in the winter of 1923-1924. The upper photo shows them standing alive, posing for the photo in front of their cabin. IMAGE 05: The search party uses a boat to look for the missing fur trappers. IMAGE 06: The search party pulls one of the men to shore, who has likely been deceased under the frozen ice of the lake for months. IMAGE 07: Two more men are found floating in the lake near a hole that had been cut into the ice. By April of 1924, the ice had thawed enough that the men were visible while the search party paddled their boat. IMAGE 08: A “Wanted “ sign for Charles Kimzy, one of the main suspects for the unsolved murders. He was never convicted of this particular murder, but he did have a long criminal history. IMAGE 09: Ray Van Buren’s mug shot. Suspected of being a serial killer, Van Buren is another suspect in the murders. IMAGE 10: The 3 fur trappers were buried together, side by side, in an Oregon cemetery. To this day, the murders remain unsolved.

[justvulturethings]

Yeah that’s right, it’s the beaver mountain hat from RDR2. Comes in sizes L and XL, $250. I only have one of each

[gingerbredman1989]

Canadian Fur Trappers, circa 1670

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[kurtsascot]

went christmas shopping, ended up buying like 5 things for myself, it happens

[shoot-the-clown2]

Do you think the Trapper and Trader ever thought about skinning Leshy or is that just me

[torontofetish]

i am still thinking about the fur trapper amecan au tbh....