This reminds me of my great uncle who used to hunt with a musket because he enjoyed the feel of it, and he also had an assortment of deer hide clothes he’d made or bought from local first nations, and he went out hunting when he was like 14 and got lost and came across this man in the woods and was like,,,,, can you help, i’m lost. and the guy looks him up and down and my uncle realizes he’d unintentionally dressed in all his deerskin clothes and a coonskin cap when the guy asks him, “how long have you been lost for?”