I lived most of my adult life in the Arctic, and hunted and fished to feed my family for many years, which was possible without license or permit since my children are Aboriginal and the law up here allowed me to provide for them. I hunted for caribou and seal mostly, and fished whitefish, trout and arctic char in the most pristine environment, and accompanied my Inuit friends on their beluga, walrus and polar bear hunts regularly. There is nothing more rewarding as a father to know that you are bringing real and fresh food to your family, and not having to rely on the food industry for sustenance. And the feeling of the warm blood of the animals on your frozen hands, when the temperature is -40, is probably the most primal experience a human being can get. Too bad we didn't have roads in the Arctic, otherwise I'd also go for roadkill.