It sounds like Jordan had a pretty good excuse for not being there. Congratulations to you and your wife!
We saw bighorn sheep on the way up. And at least one raccoon and a mouse joined us, too.
Joe caught a couple of trout, Scott brought homemade cheesecake, Brandon brought buttermilk bars from the Provo Bakery, and everyone consented to be a guinea pig for my last minute brainstorm.
String cheese on a stick, wrapped in a couple of pieces of pepperoni and some crescent roll dough. Cook over the fire until well browned on the outside and the cheese starts to run.
The name for this new delight? Campfire Calzones? Stick Pizza?
Brandon christened them emancipators. I thought later emasculators since it contains the same root as masculine, but it's probably better not.
Sorry, there are no pics of the food, animals that joined us, or the stars...