The Commissary Dept was almost to the map cordinates to find Camp Pitspiter when Colonel Pitspiter and his Chief Of Staff Lt Colonel Dusty Tagalon were seen coming our way to feth the latrine facilites (Porta Potty) After getting instructions on how to get to the camp amd being warned to be sure and turn left at the top of the bank of the irrigation canel rather than going on forward, we went up a cow path that involved our mighty 7.5L Ford turbo Diesal to use low gear.
The gear was dropped out and about dark Army Captian Delmonico and his ast Seaman Second Class Salt Crick Rick were ready for a quick supper. They had stopped at Loup City, the Polish Capital of Newbrassky and bought Poilish sausage from Joe's Grocery and Meat Market, since the sign said the best sausage made in Newbrassky along the Highway.
I must say I buy a lot of such things in small towns and these truly were the best I have ever hade as well as the ring bolonga we had at noon Thursday. (Supper Thursday we started feeding the troops that had arrived.)
Several cobblers and ovens of bread were prepared through out the weekend.
Other dishes made included meat loaf:
And beef and noodles, homemade or rather camp made noodles of course:
Pot roast made with yearling bison (Buffalo) and basted with butter:
My Friday night plate, meat loaf, corn pudding and pear cobbler:
After supper the firearms were put away and then the troops were allowed a couple of adult beverages of their choice, the cook and his helper as always chose Turkish Coffee:
This helps them to stand night watch and fire guard.
Some of the troops eating:
And the things we hide under a tarp:
With 95F heat and no shade for the coolers, we were glad town was only 2.5 miles away, we made a lot of trips for ice and other perishables.