The feast!

We drove up to Fort Stevens at the mouth of the Columbia River on the Oregon side. It was a huge campground with lots of families and kids running around.

But we had things to do - cook George! (We know you aren't supposed to name your food but the name just stuck).

We stopped to get more Corona and limes. The Old Bay we already had.

He *barely* fit in the pot - we had to flip him upside down and fold all his legs in. He'd been on ice since we'd caught himRead more