The end result was an awfully tasty sausage. The next night, I got to work on gumbo. For consistency sake, I used Emeril's recipe and the end result was pretty darned good if I do say so myself.
How to Hide a Hide
So, one thing I did tell Hunter before he left on his bear hunting adventure was not to bring home a hide. We have a bear hide. It hangs sadly from a nail pounded into the office wall. "We" don't need another bear on the wall.
My sweet man chose to ignore the plea and brought home a hide. Knowing I wouldn't exactly be thrilled about it, he put it in his bait freezer where he was sure I wasn't going to notice. He was right, I didn't. Not until he started grinding salmon carcasses for chum and filled his bait freezer did the issue of the black bear in the hefty bag come to light.
What did he do? He put the hide in the food freezer. Up until that day, nothing in the food freezer was soft and furry. Believe me, it was quite a shock digging around the freezer for spelt berries to find a gutless bear in a bag.
So, here's my latest Alaskatarian dillemma. Hunter brought home a hide. I refuse to let it go to waste.
I refuse to let it hang on a wall with no other purpose in life that to collect dust. Nope nope nope. So, I'm actually thinking about a bear sleeping bag. I stumbled upon one a few weeks ago and I think it's brilliant.
It'll be small enough to fit Toddler or her sibling and if done right, it'll be quite comfortable. Not sure how I feel about the tanning chemicals so close to their little bodies but I'll do some digging into "eco taxidermy". Maybe such a thing exists?