After a night of fishing, the campfire is going strong.....
I whittle a stick and skewer a nice plump brat.....
It smells so good roasting over the fire.....
I slap on a ribbon of spicy mustard....
Grab a cold beer and my brat......crawl up onto the picnic table, lay down and enjoy the view. lol
I can see some stars and the moon through the tree tops....
The hardest part of that meal is getting off of the table without skinning my knees. lol :)
8 comments:
I love it when you moon us Cowchicky! Great pics
lol! Yes, I'm mooning everyone again!
Thanks Mr D. :)
Isn't it funny how sometimes the simplest things are the best!! If it had been me I would have probably fallen asleep on the picnic table!! :)
Hi C!
Isn't that the truth! Also, the best things in life are free. It doesn't take much to keep me happy I guess. lol
It would have been really easy to fall asleep on that table. :)
Hey Cowgirl, I've been following your camp fare and you've got it down. I really admire the camp biscuits but you can't beat firedogs.
Hard to beat them brats on an open fire!
Thank you Mrs JP!
I agree, there's nothing like a simple meal of fire roasted dogs!
Paul, aren't brats the best? :)
Perfect camp food!
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