The man I knew who closest resembled a Mountain Man was a guy I worked with down in Ohio by the name of Lynn Calvin. Lynn was the consummate professional trapper and outdoors man. He pretty much quit bow hunting because it came so incredibly easy to him. Put a shotgun in his hands, and he just didn't miss. He was as strong as an ox, and just about the nicest guy you'd ever want to meet. He was single his whole life, never needing the company of a good woman to be happy, and lived off the land. Lynn ate the healthiest diet I can think of. Mostly just fruit and veggies, unless he took some fish or shot a deer, but he still managed to die of cancer. I think there's some folks out there that are just "connected" to nature on a whole different plane than the rest of us. Lynn "knew" critters and their habits. He was just a remarkable man. 'Shame to see him and his kind fading off into the sunset these days.
