Thread: Hunting traditions elsewhere in the world

When I was in South East Asia, I came across two hunters in the Limestone Karst mountains, on part of the Viet Nam/Laos border.

They had guns, that to my untrained eye, were flintlocks, with barrels about 6 feet long, longer than they were tall.

They let me look at their harvest, a giant flying squirrel that was the size of a cat. Beautiful red, russet, black and cream fur.

But about as much meat as a rabbit. Skinny thing.