Animal Bones
I don't know where my love for dead animals came from, but it burns loud and bright deep down in my soul. I want to set the record straight, I don't support sport shooting or killing things for trophy, in fact, I'm mainly a vegetarian when I'm not hiking. I'm just innately drawn to the dead animals I find along my travels, roadkill included. Not just bones, but teeth, talons, wings and feathers. And I enjoy carrying them with me for extra company. Kind of like a pet you don't have to feed. I think of their past life while I hike and feel connected in a strange way. I like to rescue old taxidermy, too...The big game heads collecting dust in your dead grandpa's basement, yeah, I'll always have a spot for these on my wall. The difficulty with an international hike is that it's not so easy to post the bones you find home. So, I've been carrying them for a few days and passing them off to new friends along the way.