I drive up and down the roads up north here where I am, looking for the occassional dead hawk, eagle, turkey, or animal. Then I take the carcass(if its not to decayed or damaged) put it in the back of my truck and go home strip the useful stuff, then clean the carcass up and do the ceremonial things and take it out back to the woods. Sometimes I have to take the oldest with me so he can learn the prayers and the right way to do things. There is nothing like driving around the woods looking for dead things with your son. I enjoy it we get to talk and spend time together just him and I. I guess the morbid part would be the looking for dead things...