Last weekend was enjoyable at Kephart Days. Camping with the "gear" from the Classic/Golden Age of Camping appears to be a hoot. I ran into an old acquaintance that I worked with years ago at Oak Ridge TN; Bill is now known at the Appalachian Hippie Poet and bark basket guru.
I rushed back to VA on Sat. to make the 7:30 showing with the family of Pitch Perfect 2. Yes, I liked it!
Then on Sunday it was to the mountains for some alone time camping, cooking on an open fire, some new reading, and some leather work. Camping alone for 3 nights and 4 days is refreshing.
Family joined me on Friday evening. It was time to catch stockers for the freezer.
Today was wild brookie time; caught several.
That is all.
Just bought God is Red. Thank you kind sir for the rec even if unintentional.
I bet you were happy as a clam at high tide at that Kephart Days thing. Nice brookies too. /'/
kerosene lanterns, whiskey, canvas, cast iron, fishing, and fossils
I feel as if I took a step back in time, no wait, Mudwall posting his sentimental trout tongue raping stuff ::)