Do We Have To Go Home Already?

Vacations are hardly ever long enough and short quickie vacations seem to only make you hungry for more.  That’s certainly the way this week has worked out.  But…we did get to take a short vacation this summer instead of none at all so we’ll just have to call it good.

Tuesday morning found me up early once again.

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I’d decided to head up into St Joe Bay a little way to see if I could find some clean water and some fish.  Bad call.  Once up in the bay, west of Mexico Beach, I realized that the wind that had been blowing from the west was blowing all that seaweed toward the west up the beach and into the bay.

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Add the weeds to a layer of grass around the edges of they bay thanks to last weeks storm and and the place was a mess.  Aside from no waves to speak of, conditions were worse than on the beach.  I did manage to find a couple of gaps to cast through but all in all it was a futile effort.

Once back at the condo we got packed, loaded up and got ready to go grab lunch and then head home…and lunch is what I’ve been waiting for…steamed shrimp at Indian Pass Raw Bar.

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Anyone that has read this blog for a few years knows that I’d just about be willing to drive to Indian Pass from Newnan just for a plate of their steamed shrimp and some Ed’s Red cocktail sauce and a cold beer to go with ‘em.  Yeah, they’re that good…

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For the uninitiated, nothing at Indian Pass is fried…a serious oddity along the Gulf coast, the land of fried everything.  Everything on their menu is raw, baked, grilled or steamed and most of the seafood is fresh…yeah, really fresh, as in it was swimming yesterday fresh.  The girls split a plate of crab stuffed shrimp and once again, Connie Lou got the BBQ sandwich.  For the third time in a row, Indian Pass earned 8 thumbs-up.

With appetites satisfied we pointed the car north for a rainy but uneventful ride home.  Hopefully it won’t be too long before we get another chance to point the car south and drive till the map turns blue…

Squalls Out On The Gulf Stream…

Well, not the Gulf Stream, more like the Gulf of Mexico…

I was up before the sun this morning and, as I usually do while we’re at the beach, headed out to find some fish to annoy before Connie and the girls get up and moving.  The ocean was rolling thanks to an on-shore wind…

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So I headed over toward St. Joe Bay to try to find some sheltered water.  I found a promising looking spot along the jetty next to the boat ramp in PSJ but only had about half an hour to cast before thunder started to rumble and lightening started to pop a bit too close for comfort.

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Being armed with a 9-foot graphite flyrod, I became one of the taller (yeah, hard to believe) and more conductive objects in my immediate vicinity.  I have a healthy respect for lightening so I packed it in and headed to the car.  Rain started to fall as I slid into the driver’s seat so I headed off to find some coffee and to search out a good place to fish tomorrow morning if the surf is rolling again.

By the time I made it back to the condo with the coffee Connie was up and about, the girls had not yet made an appearance and it was still pouring outside.  It seemed like a good opportunity to enjoy my coffee and a good morning cigar on the covered upstairs deck…so I did.

Once everyone was up and moving we grabbed a biteof lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach.  There was still plenty of seaweed in the wash so we made our way out to the sandbar where there was very little seaweed to be found.  We hung out on the sandbar for a couple of hours until we noticed a thunderstorm blowing in from the northwest. Yep, got run out of the water by lightening yet again.  The rain didn’t last but an hour but we decided to pack it in and get ready to head out for supper.

Our choice for supper…Peppers, a Tex-Mex joint in PSJ…another restaurant not only recommended by Wanda T. but also by the owner of the condo we’d rented.  Once again I opted for fish tacos (Thanks Wanda, you’ve started something) and Ashley and Jenna followed my lead.  Connie was the odd-man-out with nachos supreme.  Once again, it was an 8 thumbs-up meal.

As they say, all good things must come to an end and tomorrow we head home.  Hopefully the weather and waves will cooperate to get in a little more fishing’ time before we point the car north and head home.

Pointed The Car South and Drove Till The Map Turned Blue

Its finally vacation time for the Davenports.  With the craziness of our combined summer and back-to-school schedules, we weren’t really sure it was going to happen this year.  But…we managed to find a 3-day window between the day when Ashley was to get home from being a counselor at Camp Winshape for the summer and the day Jenna has tryouts for the volleyball team at her high school (’Jenna’s high school’…I’m still trying to wrap my head around that one…).  Connie managed to find a condo in Mexico Beach we could rent for a few days without breaking the bank so we booked it and impatiently waited until it was time to point the car south and drive till the map turns blue.

We got a good start this morning.  We were loaded and out by 8:00…a new record for our family.  We made our first stop an hour and a half later at an IHOP in Columbus, Ga.  Ordinarily I wouldn’t even mention an IHOP stop.  I mean really, there’s not much special about IHOP, right?  Not so fast.  Can you say red velvet pancakes?  Can you say red velvet pancakes drizzled with cream cheese ’syrup’?.  Yeah, it was a new one on me too but dang they were good!  For the first time ever we gave IHOP 8 thumbs-up.  OK, enough about IHOP.

The rest of the ride was pretty uneventful.  We made one more stop at Bluewater Outriggers in Port St. Joe to pick up a fishing license for me and then we were on to Mexico Beach to check out our condo.

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The condo is a nice little two-story ‘beach house’ located behind a killer seafood restaurant…literally…more about it later.

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We moved in, changed clothes and headed out for a little beach time before supper.

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A storm over the Gulf last Friday churned the ocean up and blew a fresh round of seaweed onto the beach over the weekend…

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Even with all the weeds on the beach and in the wash, we found that we could get out past it and have a good time in the water.  Can’t let a little seaweed beat ya, right?

We finally took a break from the waves and weeds to walk back across the highway to Killer Seafood for some supper.  Ashley and Jenna opted for crab cakes and Connie and I went for the fish taco at the recommendation of good friend Wanda Taylor.  Hey Wanda…great call!!  The tacos were, well…killer!  Jenna and Ashley woofed down their crab cakes and hush puppies so they must have been good.  OK, I’ll admit it, I swiped a couple of hush puppies and, yeah, they were mighty good too.

After supper we were back to the beach to watch the sunset.  It wasn’t Mallory Square…but it wasn’t too shabby either…

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When In Rome…

Ashley is spending the summer being a counselor at Camp Winshape on the Berry College campus up in Rome, Ga.  She had the day off today but really didn’t have enough time to come home for a visit.  Connie and Jenna have been off for a girl’s weekend and I’ve been here by my lonesome.  So what does a good dad do on his daughter’s day off when he’s by himself?  He gasses up the car and loads up some water and a day pack and heads to off to Rome for a visit and a hike, that’s what.

After doing a little online research I found that the Simms Mountain Trail, part of the Pinhoti Trail, is only about 20 minutes west of the Berry campus.

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The trail is a rail-trail and follows a former Central of Georgia railroad bed from Huffaker Road in the east, through a water gap that separates Lavender Mountain and Turnip Mountain and westward through the valley between Simms Mountain and Turnip Mountain to its west endpoint at Holland Road.

I was out the door and on the road by 7:00 and and arrived at Berry right at 9:00.  We took our time getting moving and ended up getting a bit of a little bit of a late start and the day was already getting warm.  Fortunately, we weren’t in any hurry.

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While the trail is in a very rural area, it was close to the road for most of its length (about 4.5 miles) and there were a few houses that backed up to the trail.  Even so, there was wildlife to be seen, both big and small.  We’d only gone half a mile or so when we stopped to watch several wild turkeys cross the trail and ran into a few deer about a mile further down the line.

The trail is a multi-use trail so there were ATV and horse tracks as well as bootprints.  There was other occasional evidence of horses as well…if ya know what I mean.  As we walked along, I noticed a small ball of something being rolled along the path.  Turns out it was a beetle rolling up a ball of horse dung and we saw quite a few more along the way…

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There were scenic views…

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And not so scenic views…

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And a favorite of mine…old, weathered barns…

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By the time we made it back to the car it was getting quite warm and it was time to head back into town to find something for lunch.

We had a good time on the trail and as I think back, it probably would have been worth the drive to go hike even if I weren’t going that way anyway.  Having some daddy-daughter time just made it even better.

SOOOOOOWEEE!! Here Piggy, Piggy, Piggy!!

Today is a day I’ve been waiting for.  I’ve had my Big Green Egg for about nine months now.  My buddy Dan told me it would take a little while to get the hang of cooking on the Egg, controlling the temperature and generally ‘becoming one’ with the Egg.   He was right.  While I haven’t burned anything on the Egg since I’ve had it, I’ve had a couple of close calls.  But, so far, everything has been edible and quite good.  We’ve done wings and burgers and steaks and even pizzas but one of the things I’ve really wanted to do on the Egg, I’ve held held off doing…until today…Pulled Pork Barbeque, a Boston Butt, the Holy Grail of the Grill here in the Deep South.

Now pulled pork isn’t hard to make and, fortunately, the Boston Butt is a pretty forgiving piece of meat.  All it takes is a basic knowledge of the process, a good butt rub, some good charcoal, a few chunks of wood for smoke and lots of patience.  Lots and lots of patience…and a bit of self control to resist the temptation to peek.

Here’s how it went down:

For starters, the Egg got completely cleaned out.  Ya have to have good air flow if you want your fire to burn for 15 to 20 hours and refueling in the middle of the cook just isn’t a good option.  The new charcoal gets loaded a bit more carefully than normal, again, to make sure there is good airflow.  Since smoke is a big part of the process, charcoal alone doesn’t cut it, one has to add some wood.  Some folks like apple, others like hickory.  I went with pecan.  Whatever floats yer boat…

Now for the swine…

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This piece-o-pork got all lathered up with a little yellow mustard and then got a good layer of Dizzy Dust by Dizzy Pig.  Normally I would make my own rub but I just didn’t have a chance last week.  Since I had some Dizzy Dust on hand, it got the nod.

I lit the Egg up about 6:30 and in just a few minutes had the temperature inside up to about 250 and stabilized.  The Egg was set up for indirect cooking with a drip pan filled with water between the plate setter and the cooking grid and the butt…

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A good rule of thumb for the cook time for a butt at 225-250 degrees is about 2 hours per pound and since this butt weighted almost 10 pounds we were talkin’ about 20 hours, a loooong cook.  I wanted to make sure the butt was done after church but before suppertime…say about 3:00.  Subtract 20 hours and my starting time became 7:00 pm…the night before.

Now here’s where the Egg really shines.  Once the temperature was stable at 250, I was able to let it go for the next 20 hours without making any adjustments.  I noticed the temperature bump up to about 275 on a couple of occasions but it never stayed there and never dropped below 250.

As one might imagine, the top and bottom vents were just barely open…

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By midnight I comfortable enough to let it do its thing unattended overnight and when I got up at 6:00 to go check on it…the needle on the thermometer was still on 250…right where it was when I went off to bed.

When we got home from church and lunch about 2:30 I knew we should be close and that it was finally time to take a look inside.  I opened the lid and was greeted by a beautiful sight…

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The needle of thermometer I’d put in the meat the night before was dead on 200…DONE!  Once off the grill I wrapped it in foil and let it sit in the oven for a couple of hours to rest before pulling.

The final result…

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…a pan full of smoky pulled pork goodness.

Oh…for those of you who just have to ask…yeah, it was good…

SOOOOOWEEE!!!

Summer? Bring it on…

The DIY bug bit me again this week. After making a Climashield top quilt for winter hangin’ I began thinking about making another top quilt for summer. I liked the fleece top quilt I made last year but it was a little warmer than I wanted and ended up being a bit too short. Didn’t work for me but my oldest daughter Ashley was thrilled to get it. Last fall I made Sew-Up Poncho Liner Under Quilts for my daughters and for Ashley’s boyfriend Jared for Christmas. I’d ordered some poncho liners off fleabay and when I received them I noticed they seemed quite thin. I thought that one might make a good summer top quilt so I kept that little tidbit of info stuck in the back of my brain.

A few weeks back Jared’s dad asked me if I’d make poncho liner under quilts for him and his other son Jonah. Naturally, I told him I’d be glad to and asked him if he’d order an extra for me. The poncho liners came in last week and by the time they arrived, I’d had a pretty good opportunity turn the idea of a poncho liner top quilt around in my brain several times and had pretty much figured out how I was going to make it.

Now I know there are easier ways to make a top quilt out of a poncho liner. In fact, it can be done with no cutting or sewing at all…but what fun is that?

Fortunately I’d saved the poster board top quilt template I put together when I made my winter top quilt so that saved me a big step. All I had to do to get started was spread out the poncho liner, tape the template to it and draw the outline with a Sharpie marker. Next I ran a line if stitching all the way around the the outline of the top quilts to ’stabilize’ the new edges of the ripstop and the insulation. I used white thread to make the edge easier to see when I cut it out.

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Some of the quilting on the poncho liner was coming loose so I change over to the black thread I’d be using for the rest of the build and made some repairs.

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Once the repairs were finished I cut the whole thing out.

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I added grossgrain ribbon along the top edge and along the sides to cover the raw edges. I added channels of ripstop to the bottom 24 inches of the sides and along the bottom.

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The ripstop channels served 3 purposes. 1) They covered the raw edges; 2) the channel along the bottom would receive a drawstring to allow me to cinch up the bottom, creating a foot box and 3) the channels along the sides would be sewn together to complete the foot box.

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I was pretty pleased with the result.

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As with any new piece of new DIY gear, I had to take it out this afternoon for a test drive…

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I’m not sure why but that test drive lasted nearly two hours and I was accused of snoring. Hey, quality control is important right?

BTW, for those that are wondering - total cost was just over $20 for the poncho liner (including shipping), 4 yards of grossgrain and a new spool of polyester thread. I haven’t had a chance to weigh it yet…

What a Difference…

What a difference a week makes.  Make that ‘What a difference a week of 80-degree weather makes’…

Last weekend I couldn’t buy a fish on a topwater bug.  This week they were tearin’ it up.  No real story to tell this week…just catchin’ fish…

Eight or ten of these (this one was the smallest of the bunch)…

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And 20 or so of these (this lake is stacked full of cookie-cutter bass that weigh between a pound and a half and two and a half pounds)…

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Gotta do this again sometime soon…

Yard Work or Fishin’?

Do you even need to ask?

Seems like its been ages since I last slid my yak into the pond.  Thinking back its been at least five or six months.  Its been three months since I caught a fish for that matter.  Fortunately both are like riding a bicycle…you may not do it for a while…but you never forget how.

Yesterday was a beautiful March day and I was in serious need of some hydrotherapy.  Having not fished or paddled in a while it took a bit longer than I would have liked to get my gear rounded up and loaded into the truck and I still have no idea where my Tupperware container that I use for a ‘tackle box’ is.  Oh well, it’ll turn up sooner or later.

The pond was off color and quite full thanks to our recent rains and the water seemed a bit warmer than I expected.  Water conditions were great and it was a warm sunny day…so what more could one ask for?  How about no wind?  Or at least wind that blows constantly in one direction instead of two or three different directions seemingly at once.  Guess I shouldn’t grumble too much…it could be snowing.

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Back in January I picked up a couple of Frog Hair fluorocarbon leaders and some Frog Hair tippet at the Great Southern Fishing Show in Atlanta.  Since I haven’t fished since last year, today was my first chance to give one a try a try.  All in all, I was pretty impressed.  The 9 ft 3x leader turned my bugs over quite nicely and I didn’t notice any significant abrasion after 3 or 4 fish and some pretty good rubs on subsurface limbs and stumps.

Willing fish were a bit scarce but I did manage a few, including my first fish of the year…

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…and a couple of others that came out of the same mold as this one…

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May not have been the best fishin’ day ever…but it sure beat doing yard work.  How many days till next weekend?

Red Beans & Rice - Rehashed & Rehydrated

Thought I’d post a little update to my red beans and rice adventure from this past weekend…

Connie was out this evening taking Jenna to Marietta for an eye doctor appointment and then on up to Kennesaw to meet up with a good friend from YHC and her daughter.  With the girls out and about I was left to fend for myself for supper.  Fortunately for me, this is no big deal.

Since I have four gallon-size zip lock bags full of dehydrated red beans and rice and chili mac sitting on the counter, I figured it might be a good time to give one of the other a try.  Since my last blog post was about making the red beans, I thought it would be most appropriate to give it a taste test and post an update.

The weather outside wasn’t exactly optimal for boiling water on a little alcohol stove.  It wasn’t raining or cold but the wind was rippin’.  The idea that my little aluminum foil wind screen would do anything to even slow the wind down was laughable at best.  Sure, I could have boiled water on the stove inside…but where’s the fun in that?  However, I had an ace in the hole.  I could simply put the stove and cook pot inside my Big Green Egg, close the dome and the wind would be a non issue…

I grabbed my cook pot, stove, windscreen and fuel from my day pack and headed out onto the deck.  I filled the cook pot with water, put half an ounce of fuel in the stove, set the pot on top of the stove and fired that puppy up.

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In the mean time I grabbed a bag of red beans and rice and a cozy…

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The stove burned just under seven minutes and brought the water to a boil.  Then the boiling water was added to the red beans and rice and the bag was placed in the cozy to rehydrate for about half an hour.

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Once rehydrated the the red beans and rice looked like this…

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I added a little hot sauce (OK, Frank’s says ‘hot’ on the bottle but its warm at best.  Too bad my bottle of Crystal is at my office) and all in all, it was good eats.  Mighty good eats…

You Wanna Do What?!

“You wanna do what?!”

I’ve been hearing that and similar phrases since I was little.  I’ve heard it from my parents, friends and coworkers.  I’ve heard it from Connie Lou and even from my kids.  It seems that every now and then I get the itch to do something that just isn’t along the same line that most other folks think and do.  Now I’m not talking about doing anything really off the wall like naked bungee jumping or eating chicken fried fire ants, just something a little different. For instance, I was flyfishing long before ‘the movie’ came out and everyone wanted to be just like Brad Pitt.  But sure enough, I recall one day when one of my hardware chunkin’ classmates in school asked “Why do you wanna do that?”  I also remember telling another friend that I was planning to go to Young Harris College after high school.  Of course, that drew a ‘You wanna go where?!”  So I suppose it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise when I asked for a food dehydrator for my birthday last week to be able to dehydrate my own meals to take hiking or backpacking and Connie Lou said “You wanna do what?!”

Here’s the deal, I love the outdoors and I like to spend my spare time out fishing and hunting and hiking and camping and such and I like to eat well when I’m outside.  I wouldn’t call myself a ‘foodie’ but Connie Lou will tell you I’m not exactly bragging when I say I’m a pretty good camp cook.  Give me a propane stove, a couple of pots and frying pans and a Dutch oven or three I can make just about anything that can be made in the kitchen at home and more often than not I can do a better job of it.

You may remember in a few previous posts that I’ve been getting back into hiking and backpacking.  Eating out on the trail, whether its a day hike and we’re only carrying lunch or on a multi-day trip and carrying three meals a day, is vastly different than eating while car camping.  The weight of one’s food and cooking gear comes into play in a very big way.

Now coming up with a lightweight cook kit isn’t all that difficult and doesn’t have to be too expensive.  My basic cook kit weighs less than a pound with fuel and cost about twenty bucks to put together.

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Food itself is a bit of a challenge just because food tends to weigh a lot for its size.  Freeze dried or dehydrated food helps solve this problem in a big way…when you take out the water you take out most of the weight.  There are quite a few brands of freeze dried and/or dehydrated foods available but nearly all have one thing in common…they lack flavor.  They just don’t taste as good as what you make at home at base camp.

Not too long ago, while reading various posts on HammockForums.net, I ran across a link to a website called ‘The  Hungry Hammock Hanger‘ by a guy who goes by Babelfish5 on the HammockForums.  B5, for short, has put together a series of videos containing recipes for trail foods with instructions for how to cook each recipe and how to dehydrate it yourself in a home food dehydrator and I just had to give it a try.  I’ve dehydrated fruits and made jerky in the past but I’ve never done recipes for meals.

Well, last week when my birthday came around I asked for a dehydrator and sure enough, when I woke up that morning and went downstairs there was a shiny new Nesco dehydrator waiting for me under the birthday tree.  What?  You don’t have a birthday tree?  You’ve never heard of a birthday tree?  Me neither, I just threw that in to make sure you’re still with me here.  Lets move on.

I watched most of B5’s videos over the past week and finally settled on red beans and rice to try first.  I’ve made red beans and rice a few times before so I knew I shouldn’t have any problems.  I chopped the veggies and sausage last night and got up early this morning to get it cooked and in the dehydrator before we headed off to church.

Cooking went off without a hitch…

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By mid-morning the red beans were finished, the dehydrator trays were loaded and our house was smellin’ really good.

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According to B5 the red beans and rice need to dehydrate for about 12 hours and since a fruit roll try was used, they should be flipped at the half way point to allow both sides to dry evenly.

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After 12 hours were up the beans were dry and brittle and it was time to package the red beans up with some instant rice (yes, instant rice, get over it) and store it in the freezer to be eaten down the road.

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So…by now I suspect you may be asking just what the heck do you do with the dehydrated stuff to be able to eat it?  Simple, you rehydrate it.  You just add water…boiling water.  Just put the dried food into a cook pot, add water, bring it to a boil.  Then put the pot into an insulated cozy for 25 to 30 minutes.  Once your food is rehydrated…dig in!!  The process is the same using freezer bag cooking methods (which I’m set up for).

Give it a try.  It sure beats Beanie Weenies, Vienna Sausages or sardines and crackers on the trail!