Leftmost image is of wild blackberries. Anyone familiar with it? This one doesn't grow on vines but on big tall trees. Several times I've fallen on these trees when I was young in my attempt to get the blackest of them all. The blacker it is, the sweeter the taste. Red or green is sour. I like to eat it with salt by putting the berries in a cup, adding a pinch of rock salt, shake it til the salt is mixed, and you've got a yummy snack. I'm salivating as I write this :)
Middle image is of wild mushrooms that comes out from anthills, decayed leaves, and decayed woods. Look for them a week after the rainy season starts and you may be surprised by their abundance. Take note where they sprouted for they will continue sprouting for a month or two. Once the rainy season is over, just protect the place for next year's harvest. The largest we got of these wild mushrooms was a large pail-full.
Rightmost image is of a wild boar. Since there was once no electricity where we lived, any animals hunted or captured in the traps have to be preserved this way. String the meat in wooden or bamboo sticks and dry it in the sun from sun up to sundown, or hang above the fireplace so it would remain warm and dry and won't rot. Another method to preserve it would be to salt it and keep in jars but many do not like the smell of meats preserved that way so drying is often preferred. Just take a slice to cook or add to vegetables whenever you want meat.
Can anyone relate to my stories so far? Do you want more?
I know these were from days far gone but it helps to know. Besides, some remote places in the mountains still have no electricity up to now that they still practice these things. We still pick mushrooms and climb blackberry trees though we now freeze our meats rather than dry them coz dried meat takes longer to cook.
Anyone want to join me next time for a trip in the mountains? Hehehe, it would be hard but is fun, so let me know by leaving a comment below.