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The Chronicles of JayT

I might be "16 sheets to the wind" right now, but I've been drinkin' them slow... so things are cool.

There is a theory that sometimes repressed memories are only brought out when a person is in the same state as when they occurred. Busch Light might not be JayT's friend right now.

It was a weekend or three ago when I decided Rosinante needed to get some exercise. I drove up to Ocala National Forrest to do some camping and some Jeep trails with some friends. The first night we stayed at a friend of a friend's house... hit up the bars in downtown Ocala and threw SoFlo gang signs all night. It was great. We drank a ton. Closed the last bar we visited down at 2am... and I microwaved a hotdog before I fell asleep on the couch in my sleeping-bag.

The next day we drove out to the camp-site to set up our tents... and we find JayT hunched over the fire-ring... dutch oven on top of the coals.... hotdogs in the dutch.

I knew he was going hard-core hotdog style, and I'm all about that, but it was TOTALLY out of character.

All my fiends, who are on the "up and up" on JayT, were like, "What is he doing? He should have knocked on that RV next to us and asked to use their microwave."

True Story
 
Yes...... Isn't it amazing how JayT can do hotdogs in the dutch over coals, yet they STILL come out tasting like freshly-microwaved goodness???
 
Years ago in Alaska I would guide fly fisherman for rainbow trout and dolly varden on the Agulowak River in Alaska. This was a no kill fishery for us and we'd pack salmon along for shorelunch or bring sammich's. Sometimes guests would bring there young kids along and we'd grill up hot dogs. Leftover food scraps always found there way into the river. Our lunch spot was a slow backeddy pool where the rainbows could hang out of the main current and they always knew when it was lunch time. Leftover corn was a favorite of the trout as were any fish scraps. One thing they didn't care for at all was beans of any sort. On the hotdog occasion's there were often leftovers. Tossing out a piece of hotdog would result in a huge blowup as multiple fish went after it. One of the more memorable occasion's happened when we tossed out a whole 6 inch hotdog. A 25" rainbow flashed out of the shadows and grabbed it dead center and slowly swam off with his head bobbing side to side and with the appearance of a hammerhead shark. Readily visible on the trout as it swam away in the crystal clear cool water was a scar on his gill plate that was the spittin' image of the letter J.

True story.
 
Years ago in Alaska I would guide fly fisherman for rainbow trout and dolly varden on the Agulowak River in Alaska. This was a no kill fishery for us and we'd pack salmon along for shorelunch or bring sammich's. Sometimes guests would bring there young kids along and we'd grill up hot dogs. Leftover food scraps always found there way into the river. Our lunch spot was a slow backeddy pool where the rainbows could hang out of the main current and they always knew when it was lunch time. Leftover corn was a favorite of the trout as were any fish scraps. One thing they didn't care for at all was beans of any sort. On the hotdog occasion's there were often leftovers. Tossing out a piece of hotdog would result in a huge blowup as multiple fish went after it. One of the more memorable occasion's happened when we tossed out a whole 6 inch hotdog. A 25" rainbow flashed out of the shadows and grabbed it dead center and slowly swam off with his head bobbing side to side and with the appearance of a hammerhead shark. Readily visible on the trout as it swam away in the crystal clear cool water was a scar on his gill plate that was the spittin' image of the letter J.

True story.
match the hatch with a 6" San Juan Worm made with a red garden hose tied on a 4/0 hook?
 
Ok, I have a confession to make..... If TB can admit to being a blasphemer, so can I. That hotdog TD we had a while back? It was the first time I've had a hotdog in, oh, maybe 10 or 20 years...... and I haven't had one since!

But see, we have an excuse! JayT's not always here to make a plump dog in a soft steamy bun for us, with just the right touch of awesomenessesses. I mean, come on now! Can we really be expected to make our own dogs????
 
JayT kicked wheebz out of PA, and now he is wandering around the country drinking beer. Brewmaster or hobo? JayT has some power!
 
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