Here are a couple of short stories I've heard about my grandfather...
Every winter, he and my great-grandfather would travel south 400 km by dogsled on their trapline from Webequie, Ontario to Fort William, Ontario, two month journey.
He once killed a bear with a knife, probably to eat.
He also drowned Moose by grabbing their antlers and holding them underwater when he didn't have any bullets.
His family survived on black moss when their was nothing else to eat.
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