camp fire wood

We paddled for four miles in choppy waters after driving for maybe 6 hours throughout the NW US. We stopped for food at a meat market in Aberdeen, and they had good looking meat for pretty cheap, I thought. I got a porterhouse, which is probably the biggest kind of steak there is, and P got something a little more delicate, maybe a rib-eye or something. It was smaller and higher quality. Anyhow, cook those up on a wood fire after a long day, with some potatoes, you're talking about good eats. I was glad all this drift-wood gathered at the beach we were staying at.

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