Now I feel somewhat prepared to haul Will out of the woods in an emergency. Although he’s not bar shaped and we’ll certainly be more than a mile from help…
I’ve packed up tons of food. It’s not even all pictured here.
There is: Steak and mushroom stroganoff, thanksgiving dinner (mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, and chicken), mac and cheese and spam, kumla (pork and potato dumpling balls not pictured), homemade granola, oatmeal buckeyes (modified from my halloween buckeyes), cheese and meat, snicker bites, homemade hot coco (which deserves it’s own blog post), and it’s all supplemented with pizza rolls, taco rolls, quesadilla triangles, and breakfast nuggets.
Or we’re ready to be stuck in bed… Will’s been sick, I’m getting sick… This could be entirely uneventful. Being sick doesn’t even make for type two fun stories.
Hopefully we’ll be back with great stories that do not involve phlegm.
Next in the winter camping storyline: Camping Thwarted