A family with young kids camped next to us the 2nd night. After dark the dad walked into our camp and offered us some bbq'ed corn (with garlic & other spices). I think the guy was in the air force based out of Vegas.
We accepted the corn, though after the guy left Greg insisted he wasn't going to eat anymore food. Then he smelled it and changed his mind.
A while after that his wife came over saying that she was used to cooking for scouts and had made too much. She offered us dessert: poppy seed lemon cake with blueberry topping, made in a dutch oven. So, so good!
I gratefully accepted, again Greg insisted he didn't want any, but soon became weak and again chose gluttony.
"Never get excited in a rally, its a race, but its never a race at that exact moment" -Quinn Cody
Dread Pendragon screwed with this post 04-22-2012 at 05:37 PM