Fishing and Dutch Oven Cooking with My Dad

By on June 6, 2011

It is hard to find just one story to share that has “warm memories”. I think the one that stands out the most to me is one that involves camping in my favorite place in the world….Island Park, Idaho. We used to go there about once a year camping. I remember one time, I couldn’t have been more than 8 years old. My dad and I decided to do some fishing on the Buffalo River which runs along the campgrounds. After fishing the close side for some time, my dad decided that we should go fish from the other side for a while. So he put me on his shoulders, and waded across the river to fish the other side. After only 10 minutes of fishing, it started to rain. We decided to head back. As we started to cross, it started to hail marble sized hail. The whole way across the river on my dads back, I was just getting pummeled with hail. We got to the other side, and waited the storm out under a big pine tree. What should have been a miserable situation to me was not. It was one of my fondest memories with my dad.

Fast forward about 13 years later. I had just got back from serving a mission for my church in Brazil. I was so excited to do some camping, so we made a trip to Island park. My dad and I decided the first night to grab the fly rods and head down to the Buffalo River. It was just like coming home all over again. I love that little river. We had started fishing, and about 15 minutes into it……It started hailing marble sized hail again !!! So we got out and headed out to find shelter. And if you are wondering….I didn’t have to ride on his back this time. As we sat under what I could swear was the same tree waiting out the storm, the memories came flooding back. I looked at my dad and smiled. He looked at me and said “Do you remember the last time we were here in a hailstorm?” I looked at him and said, “of course I do”. We smiled at eachother and said nothing else to eachother, but just enjoyed that moment. No other words were needed in my opinion. That is my favorite warm weather story…..well the hail was not warm, but you know what I mean.

On a side note, one thing that has recently brought my dad and I closer is our love for Dutch Oven cooking. They bought me a 12″ Camp Chef Dutch oven for my birthday the last two years. Every time I bring my family to Idaho for a visit, or that they come visit me in the beautiful white mountains of Arizona, We always cook a meal or two in the Dutch oven. He has passed down his knowledge to me of Dutch Oven cooking, and I hope to pass mine down to my kids. Kendall