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The Pleasure of A Good Campfire

Posted Monday, May 2, 2011, at 8:28 PM

We camped a lot as a family. Dad was particularly fond of the campfire. We cooked fried potatoes with bacon on the bottom of the dutch oven, fresh fish and there was always a pot of coffee.

If my Uncle Tom Fausett was camping with us, Breakfast would be sourdough pancakes, eggs and bacon. Food always tasted better cooked on a campfire.

There isn't a better way to socialize than sitting around a warm campfire. Strangers became friends and there is always plenty of room and coffee to go around.

I can remember how fun it was to roast hot dogs and marshmallows, or poke the logs and see the sparks fly.

In 1981, the woods were really dry in Idaho and you could not have a campfire for any reason. Dad took this for one night and decided that you just couldn't camp without a good fire.

Dad loved camping and he would take his horse, fishing pole a cast iron skillet and a little flour and "rough it" by himself sometimes.

There are those who have never experienced the great outdoors or the peaceful company sitting around a campfire. When you are sitting in a circle watching the different colors of the flames, life seems uncomplicated and simple.

The events of the world threaten to take our peace away from us. We have witnessed massive destruction either by nature or man happening nearly every day.

Our military is far from home trying to prevent the ugliness of war from reaching our shore and they need to know that we are keeping the home fires burning. They need to hear that we appreciate the efforts and sacrifices that have kept us safe.

We need our campfires to sit around and to establish new bonds with our fellow man. To feel the peace of a crackling fire and the brilliance of the stars overhead and greet the new day by putting the coffee on to boil, letting the fragrance send an invitation to all that life can be simple and good.

A blazing fire provides warmth and protection. We as Americans need to add more wood to the fire. The dying coals of hope and patriotism need a good supply of wood to get the blaze going again. A true campfire never goes completely out if someone is watching over it throughout the night.

We must select our future protectors more carefully. They need to be capable of sitting with us around the campfire and listening to our concerns. They must recognize our predators and utilize a plan of protection. And most importantly of all, the wood to fuel the fire needs to be plentiful and available for any unforeseen danger or need.

My dad loved his campfires. They didn't have to be very big or fancy, just a nice blaze for everyone to gather round. We don't have to be big or fancy with our campfires either, we just need to be more thoughtful and welcoming to our fellow campers.


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Thank you. I aim to please.

-- Posted by KH Gal on Wed, May 4, 2011, at 7:20 AM

Camping was one of my family's all time favorites also. We did lots of it as kids, and I count it for being one of the reasons why we learned to respect our land. My Dad was much like yours, and we always had a fire to roast wienies or marshmallows on. Smores are a must at the fire! We all learned how to behave safely around a fire.

Sitting around a fire is becoming a lost art. Clear back to the Indians, when they sat around a fire and smoked the Peace Pipe. It brings everyone together.

And you're so right about some people never having the opportunities like that. I can't say how many times I've ridden alone for hours, up and up....and then when finally to the top, being basically in Heaven. You turn and look back, and see how gorgeous the land is, (where you've just ridden from) and amazement at what God has given us. I've taken some people on rides like that, who then turn and look and gasp. Looking down on a river, miles of land..... it's striking. Indescribeable. And it's ours. Love it.

Thanks again

Jessie

-- Posted by jessiemiller on Thu, May 5, 2011, at 11:01 AM

When my kids were young we went camping every other weekend. We fished and we boated and spend the night around a camp fire. I got a scar on my neck from a wood chip flying out of the fire.

We started out with an old van and then went to a huge tent. Later we got a camper and then a Motor Home. I still love to sleep in a tent.

we were going to go camping this week end but I'm to sick so were not going.

We have a fire pit in are back yard that we sit around at least once a week when the weather is nice.

I love the outdoors!

-- Posted by MsMarylin on Sat, May 7, 2011, at 10:19 AM


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Fixing fence is the one of the hardest jobs on a ranch. I no longer live on a ranch, but I do know what hard work is. Fences are everyone's concern, but nowadays,the "hole" is always your neighbor's side not your own. It used to be that you would respect your neighbor and mend the fence together. If their cows got in your field, a simple phone call resolved the problem. You might even saddle up your own horse and help them gather them up. We need more people who are willing to roll their sleeves up and fix the fence regardless of who your neighbor is. There are people in this country who need to be reminded that a fence is like the way you should conduct your life. Your posts should be straight and neat. The wire needs to be stretched tight and your gate might be closed, but can still be easily opened. And most of all, we can all saddle up together and ride the range, it won't matter if you have an Appaloosa, Quarter Horse or Thoroughbred. The cows still have to be gathered, fences have to be fixed, and the range is a wide open space of opportunity for us all.
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