I went camping last weekend. I had planned to leave the house by ten, noon at the latest. I could’ve been writing or doing other work but I ended up doing busy work while I waited for my brother.
When we arrived, I barely had enough time to level the trailer and light a fire in my portable fireplace before darkness fell. (Not enough time to cook a Dutch oven meal.)
So there I sat, enjoying the comforting glow of a great campfire, when my hunger made my mind stray to thoughts of what I could make for supper. I asked Dad, and he didn’t want anything. My daughter had eaten chow mein before we left, so I was left with my hunger and thoughts of a solitary meal.
I grabbed the bratwurst and hotdogs. The marshmallow roasters, condiments, buns and a soda. I staggered back to my chair and proceeded to roast a brat.
After watching awhile, Dad caved in. He asked for one. I gave him a roaster. My Daughter came out of the trailer, sniffed the air and asked for a hot dog.
Ahh . . . life’s simple pleasures. It wasn’t Dutch oven cooking but it was just as good that evening. The icing on the cake came when the setting sun cast beams of light around the backside of Mount Timpanogos.
There was a full moon all night and the fish were able to eat at night, so fishing the next day, left a lot to be desired. I got some work done on my novel, and I made banana pancakes for breakfast and sandwiches for lunch.
My purpose in going on this trip was to let my daughter get some fishing in and to be with my family. I also hoped to get some writing done. My Dutch ovens didn’t get used, but I got some editing done. We had simple meals but they were good. My Dutch ovens will be ready for next time, and hopefully, my editing will be done.
One word of advice: If you have a camp trailer, turn off your propane between camping trips. I got up to reset the warning light on the fridge about thirty times before my brain figured out that maybe there was a connection to the fact the furnace wasn't working. 1:30 a.m. is not a good time to find out that both Propane tanks are empty. I had to use my shorter, cooking bottle, and I had to rig it so it would fit.
Here's my recipe for banana pancakes. Enjoy.
Mix up your favorite pancake batter, cut up a banana into half-inch chunks. Sprinkle them on the pancake before turning pancake over. Cook other side, and you have Banana pancakes. This also works for other kinds of fruits and raisins. Let me know if you find a good combination.
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