Picture it & Write

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marshmello on fire

We drove up to Butler Park one day for some overnight campingk8707052

Looking forward to it so much…

It’s about 50 miles in Carrollton, KY

Our boys were young and so enthusiastic

So excited as we packed the car with all of our equipmentk12926424

We decided to roast marshmallows and hot dogs on sticks… like all campers do

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We had our tent set up… k0867296

food/drinks in the ice coolerKS2824

Picnic table covered with the tablecloth

Plans for hiking the next day050c0104pm … checking out the activities at the campgroundk6354447 … swimming in the pool…x16287267

The wood we collected… was a little dampk5791375

Bobby tried and tried to get it started…

We poked paper in it… found dry twigsk7290310

but, to no avail…

Finally… he decided a little charcoal lighter k9427254might work…

and it did!…

Our fire was burning  k0509990 …

but, we didn’t let it burn long enough…

We stuck our hotdogs on twigs we made… stuck them over the fire… and roasted them until they were charcoal themselves… a black crispy crust formed on them…

This was good!… we were really going to have some food cooked over an open fire

We ate… and I immediately started tasting the charcoal starter taste

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The more I ate and drank the worse it got!…

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I couldn’t get that taste out of my mouth!

Then… my stomach began to do flip-flops and hurt… I have never been so nauseated!…

I’m moaning… groaning… trying not to… but, I just couldn’t help it…

I really just wanted to roll up in a ball and die!…

I couldn’t talk… could hardly breathe… couldn’t do anything!…

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After about an hour of this and no relief… Bobby decides to just take me home

I was so sorry… but, at the moment could care less

I just wanted relief…

I hated it for the boys…

I hated it for Bobby…

I hated it for myself…

So, at about 10:00pm we loaded into the carleaving most of the camping supplies right where they were… and headed back home

I moaned all of the way home! k6730872

NEVER!… NEVER!… Do I remember being so sick!

Bobby went back and got all of our camping supplies by himself…

Driving 50 miles each way late at night k6013497 …

I don’t remember the kids being that upset…

I believe they saw I was so sick and couldn’t help it…

I think I tasted lighter fluid for a week or more… It seemed to be imbedded in my taste buds… and my nostrils retained that smell of wood and charcoal fluid even longer…k13228390

The Marshmallows were still in their bag… snuggled k13591630 like we would have been in our sleeping bags 42-17152864 

Grateful there would be no S’more k2064814 making that night!

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5 thoughts on “Picture it & Write

  1. I made that mistake once and only once here. Couldn’t get the fire started so used lighter fluid. We all took a couple of bites and dumped all the grilled foods. We ate all the sides and learned a valuable lesson. Use the toilet paper out of the bathrooms next time you go camping and can’t get the wood to start. We had to do that once too and by golly it works!!!! LOL Of course everyone was looking for corn cobs to wipe with until the rolls were refilled, hahaha

  2. Lighter fluid must be an acquired taste. We had a place here that called itself a Texas BBQ that deliberately made their steaks taste like that (They’re out of business now). I can’t say the taste lasted a week, but it sure lingered.

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