“Ooohhh … It’s gamey!”
“I tried venison once but didn’t like the gamey taste.”
In my lifetime of never-ending worldly travels, the subject of hunting and wildlife always comes up.
Everybody knows I’m a gungho lifetime hunter and they always remark that I appear pretty healthy for a 70-year-old gonzo rock-n-roll explorer.
Remaining clean and sober my entire life certainly has an awful lot to do with my overall good health, spirit and attitude, but so does my wild-game diet.
I consider wild-game meat to be rocketfuel for the soul.
Quite remarkably, I really don’t do anything differently at the age of 70 that I didn’t do in my 20s and 30s.