The Original Old Farts Club

[Hippie420]

Back in my wild river running days of yore, for my assigned night as dinner cook, I often fixed a ham for dinner in a firepit, where I cross hatched the top and sides of the ham and inserted cloves in each of the intersections, and then lay pineapple slices on top. I mixed the pineapple juice with Grand Mariner and poured it over the ham before sealing the pot with a lid to baste the ham in it's vapors.

I cooked it buried in coals and out in the wilds of nowhere, it was always well received and appreciated after a day on the wild river.

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Back in my teenage years (yeah, way back) we used to take an hour drive north to a little spot called Gordon's Creek. It was a spot out in the woods where hippies, freaks, and bikers would meet up and party. Sometimes there'd be local bands. Somebody brought a hog and some shovels. I helped dig the hole and collect the big field stones. We chucked the stones in the bottom of the hole, put the hog in after it had been wrapped in a salt water soaked canvas and a pineapple or three got stuffed in it, and filled the rest up with firewood scavenged from the area. I was tripping my young ass off on acid, so I stayed up all night replenishing the wood. Come morning, I'd been instructed to let the fire die down. Folks were cooking bacon and eggs in pans over the coals.
Once everything was done in the afternoon, we dug out the pig. The meat would literally fall off the bone. Best hog I'd ever eaten.

 

[RosterMan]

Found this in my files

 

[user 60606]

I was wondering how you were gonna perform that majic Ros ..

I'm giving thanks today for friends that became family ..


Daughter in law is bringing her New Orleans cajon dishes to the traditional feast .. son in law is bringing his biker parents .. it's all good

 

[user 60606]

Back in my teenage years (yeah, way back) we used to take an hour drive north to a little spot called Gordon's Creek. It was a spot out in the woods where hippies, freaks, and bikers would meet up and party. Sometimes there'd be local bands. Somebody brought a hog and some shovels. I helped dig the hole and collect the big field stones. We chucked the stones in the bottom of the hole, put the hog in after it had been wrapped in a salt water soaked canvas and a pineapple or three got stuffed in it, and filled the rest up with firewood scavenged from the area. I was tripping my young ass off on acid, so I stayed up all night replenishing the wood. Come morning, I'd been instructed to let the fire die down. Folks were cooking bacon and eggs in pans over the coals.
Once everything was done in the afternoon, we dug out the pig. The meat would literally fall off the bone. Best hog I'd ever eaten.

we did that one year about '75 .. about 50 peeps there and the hog simmered all night in coals .. never had one so soft and tasty since

 

[Hippie420]

I've toyed with the idea of doing a small pig sometimes. Got the rocks, got a backhoe, and I've got lots of firewood. Trouble is, all my friends are dying off on me. Got a few neighbors left, though.

 

[RosterMan]

Back in my teenage years (yeah, way back) we used to take an hour drive north to a little spot called Gordon's Creek. It was a spot out in the woods where hippies, freaks, and bikers would meet up and party. Sometimes there'd be local bands. Somebody brought a hog and some shovels. I helped dig the hole and collect the big field stones. We chucked the stones in the bottom of the hole, put the hog in after it had been wrapped in a salt water soaked canvas and a pineapple or three got stuffed in it, and filled the rest up with firewood scavenged from the area. I was tripping my young ass off on acid, so I stayed up all night replenishing the wood. Come morning, I'd been instructed to let the fire die down. Folks were cooking bacon and eggs in pans over the coals.
Once everything was done in the afternoon, we dug out the pig. The meat would literally fall off the bone. Best hog I'd ever eaten.

I hope ya buried some potatoes wrapped in al foil too

 

[RosterMan]

I've toyed with the idea of doing a small pig sometimes. Got the rocks, got a backhoe, and I've got lots of firewood. Trouble is, all my friends are dying off on me. Got a few neighbors left, though.

One for you too Bro

 

[RosterMan]

@WeedHopper

 

[RosterMan]

And of course\
STAIN

 

[Tattered Old Graywolf]

I've toyed with the idea of doing a small pig sometimes. Got the rocks, got a backhoe, and I've got lots of firewood. Trouble is, all my friends are dying off on me. Got a few neighbors left, though.

My now deceased brother-in-law bought a wiener pig every year on his birthday and cooked it on a spit over coals. We took turns manning the spit and all got aprons labeled Master Basters.

 

[joeb631a]

@dogster This could be your new avatar
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He has better hair....

 

[joeb631a]

Even worse up close.

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Serious hair Brother ,serious

 

[user 60606]

Happy “402nd” Thanksgiving!

 

[joeb631a]

Happy “402nd” Thanksgiving!


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That guy looking at that woman's behind looks like my cousin Sal.

 

[user 60606]

Back in my teenage years (yeah, way back) we used to take an hour drive north to a little spot called Gordon's Creek. It was a spot out in the woods where hippies, freaks, and bikers would meet up and party. Sometimes there'd be local bands. Somebody brought a hog and some shovels. I helped dig the hole and collect the big field stones. We chucked the stones in the bottom of the hole, put the hog in after it had been wrapped in a salt water soaked canvas and a pineapple or three got stuffed in it, and filled the rest up with firewood scavenged from the area. I was tripping my young ass off on acid, so I stayed up all night replenishing the wood. Come morning, I'd been instructed to let the fire die down. Folks were cooking bacon and eggs in pans over the coals.
Once everything was done in the afternoon, we dug out the pig. The meat would literally fall off the bone. Best hog I'd ever eaten.

the guy that started our spit roast was Hawaiian, a native ... what brought him to the mainland was that he liked Willie Nelson ..

The key he always said was to stay up all night and turn it

 

[user 60606]

That guy looking at that woman's behind looks like my cousin Sal.

can you blame him .. she was probably the only virgin

 

[joeb631a]

the guy that started our spit roast was Hawaiian, a native ... what brought him to the mainland was that he liked Willie Nelson ..

The key he always said was to stay up all night and turn it

lot of work.
Im partial and well versed in pork.
To me the absolute best is a 80 or 90 lb pig in a "Caja box"
90 lbs is the max .
By me its not worth it
close to $3.00 a lb and charcoal a pig could cost $400.
Lot of waste in bones and skin.
I talk schitt until a opportunity arises and I forget what I just said.

 

[user 60606]

OK ….what happened to Pute and Big?

Conspicuous by their absence

 

[user 60606]

lot of work.
Im partial and well versed in pork.
To me the absolute best is a 80 or 90 lb pig in a "Caja box"
90 lbs is the max .
By me its not worth it
close to $3.00 a lb and charcoal a pig could cost $400.
Lot of waste in bones and skin.
I talk schitt until a opportunity arises and I forget what I just said.

ours was large .. probably 150 lbs . cooked 20 plus hours

 

[user 60606]

how many homes ?