i love history. i am fascinated by where we come from and its influence on who we are today.
from 1899 to 1902 two small boer republics held off the onslaught of what then was the local world power, britain. they had no standing army. they were basically a group of farmers fighting for their freedom. but they could ride and they could shoot. these days most of their descendants live in cities and have lost most of the skills of their forefathers.
last week i went hunting with one that hadn't lost this connection with his past. he was brought up on the back of a horse and his father had taught him to place a bullet exactly where it needed to go from very young. to top it off, he lent me his 100 year old mauser, the same make of weapon that the boers had used in that war against the british so many years ago.
yes i love history and i enjoyed the connection i felt to my great grandfather who took up the same make weapon i had strung over my shoulder when he was called on to resist the might of the british nation.