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Directions:First gather wood for a fire and place large, flat rocks or any large rocks you can find to form a circle to make a fire in. Grab your fishing pole and head to the stream, river or lake. Put your bait on your hook and throw it in the water and enjoy the bank, sit and wait for a fish to take your hook, while you enjoy God's beauty and drink in the fresh air. After catching your fish, clean the fish, put it (them) on your fishing stringer, and head back to your fire ring. Back at the camp, remove the head of the fish and as many of the gills you can cut off. Lay out a piece of foil large enough to wrap the fish in. Place the fish on it, spread it open, sprinkle with salt and pepper and a dab of butter. Wrap the fish and seal the foil, place the fish directly in the fire that you've started with the paper you placed under the wood and lit on fire. It will only take about 10 minutes to cook the fish. Take the foil out of the fire and wait until it's cool enough to place on a plate, open the foil and enjoy the fish you caught. Fill your plate with potato salad, pork and beans or whatever else you brought from home. |
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Notes: Daddy was a hunter in its season and a fisherman in its season. Back then, there was a fishing season, not an all year sport like it is now. He would load all of us and head to whichever area he chose. Growing up his main hole was the Gunnison River that you could drive down the Black Canyon on an old railroad track. He dug his worms out of his garden and had a round can he carried them in that he put on his belt. He also didn't need a 4-wheel drive to access it. He had an old black flat bed, International, I think it was. He seemed to be partial to that brand of truck. He later put 4-wheel drive in it. The older kids would ride in the back and hang their legs over the back that they pulled back in when he rounded tight corners that required him to back up to finish going around a corner. Daddy loved goat trails after he got the 4-wheel in that truck. Then his favorite place was Alder Creek. Getting down to it WAS a goat trail, but we loved it along with him. Mama and I rode in the front with Daddy. I would stand in the seat and watch Daddy maneuver those turns then turn and look out the back window to see if all of the others were ok. Donna was usually in the front also. As we got older, we also got the privilege of riding in the back. Alder Creek was filled with Brookies, which were the best eating, small enough to eat and debone. We would go up Taylor Canyon to fish and camp. I remember one year it snowed on us, while we were camping, on the 4th of July. I'm pretty sure, looking back, camping was HARD on Mama. She had to cook over a fire pit, but she did. Then keep up with us kids, which she did without stopping us from exploring and enjoying. Daddy loved cooking with tin foil. He wrapped fish, hamburgers or any piece of meat he had. He wrapped the meat with onions and potatoes, then threw them in the fire like the fish. That was his way of helping Mama with the cooking. I remember her frying potatoes in a cast iron skillet over the fire. Guess she used a grill to sit the pan on so it didn't fall in the fire, I don't remember that part. I was always amazed at how she would turn over the potatoes and none fell out of the pan. She had to lean over that pan, slacks or pants weren't things women wore, so she wore a dress. Like I said, it couldn't have been fun for her, but she did it for us and Daddy. We had a great childhood!!! Janice said she never wanted better than she had for her kids, I agree, I just wanted to give them what I had, a wonderful growing up!! I hope I succeeded. I do know I gave KD memories, because Mama and Daddy set the example for me and encouraged me to do things, give her my best, always take her with me, like Mama and Daddy did us, leaving each of us with a flood of memories. Now I have the wonderful experience of sharing with my 3 Grandsons. Sharing them now is beyond great and sad, that those years are past. I've been told the best is yet to come but I've lived the best and shared the best to get where I am now, because the couple that raised me gave all of us their best.
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