Meet my traveling comrade, Akeyla.
With that being said, I have finally finished going through Thanksgiving pictures from the Creek. My biggest weakness in photography I feel are images taken in the dark. So, I may not be the biggest fan of all of the following pictures, but never the less they tell a raw and wonderful story. The morning of Thanksgiving we did the following:
1) dug a pit
2) lined the pit with rocks
3) built the morning’s fire in said pit
4) broke down the fire to coals right before leaving for climbing
5) placed Thanksgiving dinner wrapped in foil and adorned with wire handles on the coals
6) covered dinner with more coals
7) covered the coals with ash
8) placed a huge rock over the pit
9) sealed the edges around the rock with more ash
10) covered the rock with dirt
11) set off to climb
Yep. Underneath all of that soot and dirt is supposedly a finely cooked Turducken, a Butternut Squash, and two trays of deliciously prepared veggies. None of us had any idea whether or not cooking dinner in the ground was truly going to be a success. In the mean time, everyone else was busy preparing other aspects of the dinner.
Unwrapping time began when everything else was on the brink of being ready. The Butternut Squash looked…interesting.
Yes, the squash ended up being just as soft as it looks.
When it came time to unwrap the Turducken, we gathered around to see what it actually looked like. Of course before unwrapping it, we had tested it with a thermometer just to make sure the temperature was up to par; we didn’t want anyone to get sick.
Just to clarify, a Turducken “consists of rolled-up meat from three deboned birds: a chicken, a duck and a turkey, in ascending order of size. The chicken is stuffed inside the duck, which in turn is stuffed inside the turkey.”
Kristina and I were the only two vegetarians for the dinner. Needless to say, the veggies she prepared for dinner were scrumptious. In fact, I believe it was one of my favourite dishes in all of my Thanksgiving history.
Who knew cooking while camping could be this great? I never cease to be amazed with the food that I eat while camping. The energy from the food and my appreciation for it feels infinite in the moment of savouring every last morsel.
The fire crackled, the dogs roamed, and we filled our hungry stomachs in a silence that was deafening with gratefulness. I have never felt more gratitude for a group of people I had just met a few days previously. I remember being so genuinely filled with thanks that all I could do was muster the biggest smile, with masticated food spewing out the sides of my cheeks, and in that moment feel so loving and loved. Yes, this Thanksgiving was a feast of true togetherness that I will never forget.
And who knows, maybe I’ll dig a pit in my backyard and begin cooking all of my food in the ground.
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