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Some of you eat better on hunts then I do at home.
On fly in hunts where weight is no object lots of caned food like chili and corned beef hash. Single burner butane stove heats it fast. Lots of summer sausage, cheese and chocolate during the day.
Hike in hunts for sheep and goats where weight must be kept to minimum freeze dried. They are better then you may think. Problem is water can be scarce in that high rocky country and sometimes I resort to air drops of water.
 
Some of you eat better on hunts then I do at home.

Yes, at times "camp" food can be many different things, as evidenced from this thread.

No one has to know that your "roughing it" except your wife. Unless she's with you and at that point a single sleeping bag can be better than $8000 bed too. ;)
 
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Yes, at times "camp" food can be many different things, as evidenced from this thread.

No one has to know that your "roughing it" except your wife. Unless she's with you and at that point a single sleeping bag can be better than $8000 bed too. ;)
I'm hoping this is in a separate tent?
 
Most of my dear hunting when I was growing up was in the swamps running dogs. The nice thing about that is you don't have to get up and in the woods before daybreak so mornings are more leisurely and usually involve a basic breakfast plus time for your constitutional.

We've always eaten well with the big meal in the evenings
 
For breakfast...Protein bars. Apples.
Lunch is sandwich or soup from a can.
Supper is jambalaya or hamburger helper or pork chop and baked beans usually. Biscuits in the dutch oven on the fire with ham slices or sausage works too.
 
One thing I have come to accept is no matter what you cook when out hunting, it will always taste better cooked over a fire than it would at home cooked on a stove. I don't care if is only some pop out biscuits cooked in a dutch oven, they will taste great.
 
When I'm trying to save time or weight, it's usually a bagel, hard boiled egg, ham and coffee in the morning. Dinner could be about anything, cause I'm not saving that much time.
 
Can't help but think of the time I dug a hole with a milsurp shovel, my dad put some coals from the fire in it, laid oven rack over it and cooked some burgers. Maybe I was just starving, maybe I'm overly sentimental, but if memory serves that was the best burger I ever had in my life.


Not really on topic I guess, but is one of my fondest memories. More times than not, it was Vienna sausages, apples, crackers, jerky, or anything else the gas station carried.

Nowadays I live where I hunt, which has obvious benefits, but I do miss the camp experience.
 
My most unique camp food was fresh grouse, elk roast and veggies cooked in a burning stump of a controlled burn. Still get raving compliments on that meal on the mountain.
 
We go out early, hunt til ten, come in and fix a big breakfast. Short nap, back out til quitting time, back in and eat whichever nephew or son has prepared, vote on rank, play cards, sleep. Repeat. I eat a lot and lose four pounds on a four day hunt. Kids compete on their deer concoctions. Not a big acreage, my farm, so we can get in and out quickly.
 
Of course, first deer killed provides tenderloins that night. Inject with Cajun, grill to rare or a little more.
 
Ten of us leased a ranch north of Uvalde, Texas, in the way-back-when. One of the guys volunteered to get the supplies for opening weekend.

We all gathered at the lease and he told us we had seventeen cases of beer and a loaf of bread.

Obvious question: What to do with all that bread?
Soak up the dribble on your chin?
 
Ten of us leased a ranch north of Uvalde, Texas, in the way-back-when. One of the guys volunteered to get the supplies for opening weekend.

We all gathered at the lease and he told us we had seventeen cases of beer and a loaf of bread.

Obvious question: What to do with all that bread?
That reminds me of the story about our local mechanic from back in the day of points, plugs, and carburation. ......
He had spent his Saturday working in his shop while his wife was out shopping. During the course of the day, he managed to drink a case of beer and eat a sleeve of saltiness. He complained that those saltiness made him "sicker'n hell.
 
That reminds me of the story about our local mechanic from back in the day of points, plugs, and carburation. ......
He had spent his Saturday working in his shop while his wife was out shopping. During the course of the day, he managed to drink a case of beer and eat a sleeve of saltiness. He complained that those saltiness made him "sicker'n hell.
Saltines damn auto correct
 
That reminds me of the story about our local mechanic from back in the day of points, plugs, and carburation. ......
He had spent his Saturday working in his shop while his wife was out shopping. During the course of the day, he managed to drink a case of beer and eat a sleeve of saltiness. He complained that those saltiness made him "sicker'n hell.
Camp food seems to have shifted to drinking story's . Thats why I love this place.:cool:1
 
Our bunch had two guys who enjoyed doing the camp cooking. We had a 10' long fire pit with a 1" bar running its length. S-hooks to hold a coffee pot, dutch ovens, etc. A two-place wood stove inside the camp house. Food from a modern fancy kitchen couldn't taste any better.

Chili'n'beans, backstrap, bacon'n'eggs, great coffee, cornbread...

But the best memories are of the sitting/standing around the fire, swapping yarns of gone-by hunts and all the micro-adventures folks have. Lotsa grins.

All but one other guy are gone, now, but the memories remain.

Anybody do the "vertical rotisserie"? Guys standing around a campfire on a cold night, telling yarns, and slowly rotating around so that one side is always warm, but turning fast enough so the off side doesn't get too cold. Funny to watch. :)
 
Kinda go light on breakfast - usually coffee and a big bowl of oatmeal. Oatmeal tends to stick for me, and I eat pretty constantly through the day. At night, we like to use meals we cooked at home and froze, just thawing and heating (stews, etc.). Very little scratch cooking, and we usually pack along what we call "dry camp" meals for the potential night out where we are taking a critter apart late and are too tired to cook. Those are usually a Mountain House meal (but NEVER Chili Mac).
I also like something like a sit and eat lunch, too. I pack a couple of sandwiches (usually PBJ), and allow myself to sit and rest and enjoy the country a bit. Had a nice hunt this past year with my wife - no meat, but we did have some good times on the mountain, some just parking and sitting and looking while we ate lunch.
 
I like a can of sardines for dinner and maybe some rye health bread.

For breakfast an instant oatmeal and something like banana or packet of trail mix is all I have. I don't ever drink coffee before a day of hunting. It loosens my bowels and gives me the squirts.
 
We all gathered at the lease and he told us we had seventeen cases of beer and a loaf of bread.

Obvious question: What to do with all that bread?



Anybody do the "vertical rotisserie"? Guys standing around a campfire on a cold night, telling yarns, and slowly rotating around so that one side is always warm, but turning fast enough so the off side doesn't get too cold.

Every chance I get. As I get older though the bugs of warm weather seem to bother me less than the cold of winter.
 
Our bunch had two guys who enjoyed doing the camp cooking. We had a 10' long fire pit with a 1" bar running its length. S-hooks to hold a coffee pot, dutch ovens, etc. A two-place wood stove inside the camp house. Food from a modern fancy kitchen couldn't taste any better.

Chili'n'beans, backstrap, bacon'n'eggs, great coffee, cornbread...

But the best memories are of the sitting/standing around the fire, swapping yarns of gone-by hunts and all the micro-adventures folks have. Lotsa grins.

All but one other guy are gone, now, but the memories remain.

Anybody do the "vertical rotisserie"? Guys standing around a campfire on a cold night, telling yarns, and slowly rotating around so that one side is always warm, but turning fast enough so the off side doesn't get too cold. Funny to watch. :)
Forget it. You will always be associated with 17 cases of beer. And 1 loaf bread.:rofl:
 
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