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Back In the Saddle Again

Major thanks to sis-in-law M.A. for her persistent urging and request for more blog activity.
Let me tell you, when you're dealing with spider bites, allergic reaction to the meds that are supposed to help with the bites, incredibly foolish last-minute taxes, real estate decisions and camping excursions, not to mention a 40-hour workweek, the time to blog narrows to nil.

Luckily, Sis-In-Law reminded me how much I do enjoy writing on this speck of the blogosphere and that, miraculously and curiously enough, some people actually do read this thing.

Camping in Big South Fork National Recreation Area for our first wedding anniversary was great fun this weekend. After wrestling with the tent and scouring for campfire wood on Friday night, we enjoyed a meal of bratwurst, Kettle Chips, coleslaw and S'mores. Car camping is the way to go, really, as you can pack of cooler of whatever strikes your fancy that can be grilled/kebab-ed/foil-wrapped over an open fire.

On Saturday, we made a hearty breakfast of hashbrowns, sausage and scrambled eggs to fuel us for our hiking adventures. The hashbrowns and sausage (pre-cooked) were heated in foil packets and the eggs cooked on our awesome Jet Boil stove. The coffee left much to be desired. Anyone know if Starbucks plans to expand to BSF?

After hiking the Sunset Overlook and Angel Falls trails, on Sat. lunch was whatever could be slapped on a bagel. Scott had Cajun turkey and cheese; I did an open-faced half turkey, half PB&J. Celery sticks were optional. Hansen's Root Beer (great stuff: made with cane sugar, not high-fructose corn syrup) washed it all down!

Saturday eve we made "hobo packets" with ground beef patties and layers of sliced red potatoes, onion, carrot and sliced red pepper, seasoned with Montreal Steak spice. Corn on the cob sprinkled with Old Bay seasoning made a tasty side. Since it was a special occasion, Champagne served as the beverage for the evening.

Dessert was a half-assed attempt in the usage of our new ice cream ball (thanks, Mom!) to make tent-side vanilla ice cream. It was more of a slushy vanilla puddle...but what can you expect from two soused Adamses scrambling to the tent from the rain and trying to shake the thing like no one's business in the damp, dark night. (CLARIFICATION: Shaking the ice cream ball...get your minds out of the gutter, ya'll!)

Sunday morning we breakfasted on oatmeal and yogurt parfaits and then packed up, smelling of campfire and god knows what else. We stopped in Historic Rugby on the way home and dined at the Harrow Road Cafe. Fish and Chips for me; Welsh Rarebit, or "Something's Got to Be Under There Beneath All That Melted Velveeta Cheese" for Scott.

I would absolutely return to Big South Fork again; the nature is divine and the food was pretty fantastic, too.


  1. Glad you're back. I'll have to try the root beer, and a big huge YUCK re: spider bites.


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