In case you have never been to one, let me explain. They are called buckskinners, and they participate in a marvelous thing called Rendezvous.
People dress and live like they did in that time period.
Children wade in the gentle running creek catching minnows with homemade nets. Fires under cast irons pots slowly cook the evening meal, ladies stirring and laughing. Its Friday evening in camp, its Rendezvous. Until you wander into one of these, either on purpose or by accident, will you ever begin to imagine the scene. Red Bird finished pounding the last stake into the hard rocky ground.