Jack, right, and Patrick Kockaturk, left. Patrick had been awake all night at his friend's party. We spotted this road kill on the way home, close to their house. Patrick mentioned using its skin to make a waist coat and Jack wanted to keep its skull. Their dad made them bury it.

The yard had just been freshly tarmacked and Jack did some doughnuts in his car, leaving some burnt rubber behind, which his parents weren't happy about.

Patrick Kockaturk stands outside a fort he and Jack built last winter in the snow by cutting down trees and tying them together with rope.

Fire.

What hands look like after lifting old tiles and logs from the field beside your house.

Patrick's mom watches him as he rides his bike. She isn't happy when Patrick doesn't wear a helmet.

I saw this hanging noose in the forest while exploring.

Patrick Kockaturk and Leon Stevenson wrapped some cloth around sticks, dipped them in fuel, and set them on fire so we could see our way around the forest at night.

There is a seasonal campsite close to their house. They like to hang out here sometimes and play pranks on people in the summertime. This is the recreational room at the campsite.

Jack sleeps in his bed. Jack sleeps with a knife from his knife collection under his pillow every night.

Two pheasants get plucked and butchered for some outdoor cooking later that night.

Jack Kockaturk, right, and Trev Wilson, left, take off their shirts in front of a fire. There was a huge pile of bushes and trees that their dad told them needed burning. After a while, it got really hot.

All of the family's firewood is cut and stored in this room.

This is the guest room where I sleep when I stay over.