I camped with my ex-wife for four days

Side-by-side lots.
Ex's husband helped me get set up before the only significant storm rolled in on Friday.  I broke a door holder, he gave me a new one for helping install his new lock. 

When the rain cleared, it was time for the boys, both old and new, to line up for haircuts.

Brother's Baby Mama#2 brought my nephew, and her two twins, out to visit.  We had a great time.  Dug the CI grid out my grill tote and cooked brat patties over black cherry, great color.  Like finding CI in the wild, I have a hard time trusting public grills.

We ran a constant fire for four days, with our own wood.  My boy, and nephew's, responsibilities were daytime firepitmasters, grabbing hedge bark, fallen branches, and whatever is dry, to keep a small fire going.  They did a really good job.

Also decided to bring my 14.5 WSM for this flight.  HyVee is now copying Tiefenthaler's skinless brats, they were fantastic.

We did bushes and carrots, diced taters on the lower level.  My ex's garlic shrimp was the best thing to come off the pit, didn't get pics.

The back yard residents were super nice and welcoming.  Always waved, one offered up his golfcart for us for free, invites to their permanent sites, several compliments on our popup and truck, good peeps.  A bags tourney was held, and when it comes to shoes and corn hole, they don't mess around.



A nice torch.

We got beat by the winners first game, worked our way through the losers bracket to finish 4th, fun in the sun.Cracked the vents about a third open, got settled in for the night, topping off with Kingsford before crashing hard.  Lil' Hunter isn't seen, and to the left.  They all had to sleep together.

Awoke to this.  She doesn't look like much, until you pop the hood, and find an 8.5lber with room for another.  Gates Original Classic rub, pecan, 250, didn't touch a vent.

No Thermapen, but the popup indicator let me know we were there.  

Went through a couple dozen of my brother's eggs, 1.5lbs of chorizo, a few pounds of bacon, and chocolate pancakes.  Like my bullet Booger, the 17" BS answered the early morning calls.

Held for few hrs, then chopped for lunch.

Ended the night with a smile and smores.

Next day, wings were solid, Zach's Better Buffalo and Sweet Heat, used Gates again after getting the cleaver treatment.

Then things got a little out of hand when switching from Bud Heavy to a sixer of Revolutions 1ZEnuff.  Woke to this in the morning. Lol

Lunch was then my favorite chain sausage, Conecuh Cajun.  Handed the Buck over to the boy to prep dinner while we snacked.


Supper was breaking out the Peoria pie irons.  They get better with each flight.

Looking forward to the day when he does the cooking, and I sit back, doing nothing. Hahaha

Bread, Colavita, Conecuh, sharp cheddar, he nailed it.

The last campfire, the ex, husband, and I had a really nice talk about the kids, and what we're obligated doing, as a family unit.  I am extremely grateful.  Her Aunt, and my ex-MIL said similar things on separate occasions tonight at my son's game, and with both about life in general.  We had our moments, respecting the fallen by listening to "If You're Reading This", and JJ's "Lead Me Home", but the popup memory maker delivered yet again.  

With a bag of K, firecane torch, split logs, Booger, Tailgater BS, bampoo board, meat cleaver, pie iron, and a Buck 110....I can do anything. 

As always, thanks fer lookin'.