Dirty Face

In Fall 1996, I signed up for a primitive outdoor skills course. A part of this course was the option of spending the night outside with a knife, a little bit of food, matches, and the clothes on my back. I was able to build myself a little shelter and a fire and was pretty much comfortable for the night. This picture was taken the morning after my experience by someone else who had also done the same thing. I had no idea this picture was taken until a month or two later when those of us who had taken the class got together one last time.