Food tastes better when you're camping - not sure why, but it always does. This meal would have tasted great anywhere, but out in the wilds of Alaska - it was a feast fit for a king. No one left the table hungry this night - or any night. I was ready for nap time, but a few guests and guides decided to play horseshoes. It was a lively game and it looked like everyone was having fun. For me - it was time to lay down and rest after a hard day of fishing.