The First Campfire
One of the things I look forward to is the first campfire of the year. I have not been camping since December, and with temperatures starting to warm up, it seems like the it won’t be long until I’m camping again.
It all starts by gathering up some tinder and some small kindling wood. Crumbling up some paper, stack some kindling. Get out a match, crack open a beer and maybe some honey roasted peanuts. Sit back on the tailgate or a lawn chair, slowly adding fuel to a good fire gets going.
Make some dinner up. Maybe clean up a fish I caught, or something else I brought on in. Fry it up in a cast iron frying pan over the fire, or cook something in a dutch oven. Sit back and listen to the evening news on the radio and maybe some music, as I enjoy dinner.
Toss some more wood on the fire. Clean up the pots and pans, burn up the dinner’s trash. Turn on the lights, sit back and read a book. Look up at the stars and the moon. Watch the fire roar along as the hour gets late. Sit back, and get ready to call it a night.
