The northward trajectory of the trip peaked at Arjeplog, Sweden near the Arctic circle (66 degrees north). We viewed the midnight sun from Mount Gaultipoudis and had a Swedish "fika" (coffee and pastry) at 1 a.m.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Achtung Baby!
The northward trajectory of the trip peaked at Arjeplog, Sweden near the Arctic circle (66 degrees north). We viewed the midnight sun from Mount Gaultipoudis and had a Swedish "fika" (coffee and pastry) at 1 a.m.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
RBF Pro Staff Appointment
Another Summit, another ungodly accomplishment! The Chief stood in amazement when Bowman exited his circus-sized tent with the ungodly contraption pictured below.
This engineering marvel neatly stores Bowman's Coleman stove (RBF Official Camp Stove), lantern, two cans of fuel and a couple pots. The blasted tote even serves as a stand for the stove! The Chief likes contraptions, especially those that can restore order to his often choatic life.
Bowman, takes his turn preparing the Official Cocktail of the RBF Pro Staff.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
MIDGER - Second in Charge
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Paella- A long days work
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
NEWS RELEASE: Pro Staffer Resigns
The Chief quickly appointed Midger - Second in Charge. Midger has complete understanding of the mission of the RBF Pro Staff and will prove to be a worthy leader.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Big Woods 08: Did'ja Get Enough to Eat?
Of course, Bowhunter fulfilled his duties as Director of Culinary affairs for the Prostaff with masterly skill. The hearty breakfasts of artery clogging eggs, bacon, and pancakes sustained us during days of scrambling through the Pennsylvania wilds stalking elusive native brook trout. His bison burgers on Saturday evening were magnificent. You could taste the Nebraska tallgrass prairie in each bite.
What else was on the menu? How about fresh morels provided by Midger, Catalan toasts (see the Chief’s recipe elsewhere on the site), venison sausage, and three types of cookies. But that’s not all.
GlenG barbequed some baby back ribs on Thursday night that put Fat Jacks and Clems to shame. Look for Glen’s BBQ and AutoCad Grill to open soon in the Harrisburg area.
But, the pièce de rèsistance was provided by the Chief himself. Part performance art (Chief did his impression of the Burning Man with the camp stove), part academic lecture on the ethnic and cultural history of Spanish cooking, the Chief’s campfire Paella (do not ask me how to pronounce it) was absolutely out of this world. The photo below does not do it justice. I think it had more ingredients than Heinz 57. The pan itself was a marvel. It was bigger than most flying saucers over Roswell, New Mexico.
So, as Bowhunter eloquently stated, “If you didn’t get enough to eat it was your own damn fault!”