Fur Trader Days
In my early 20's I served aboard a french privateer vessel that ran aground upon the rocks in the waters around Ontario. While a new ship was being built, some of the Crew formed hunting parties to bring food to the table. I joined such a group. We were marooned for close to 2 years. In order to survive we bartered fur with the local Indians for trade goods. Fortunately for us, some already spoke french.
IMHO if you have to be stranded in the colonies, Ontario is the very best place to be )