OK - How about a cinnamon roll call (and boat breakfasts - and guide's meal's)

Yes, Im nuts. [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img] ...

I can't recall ever meeting a cinnamon roll I didn't like. But I would have to say my favorite is the thick icing topped fresh hot Cinnabonn brand rolls! (Is that how they spell their name?) ...

And we used to have an employee of Willie's Sticky Buns bring a load of freshly made hot cinnamon rolls down to Sportcraft Landing dock while fishing for springers in the sandbar hole. Yum! Especially good on cold and slow bite mornings.

What is your usual or fav breakfast on the run to the river? Or in the boat. I know BOE makes a nice BBQ lunch in his driftboat - but he didn't make me breakfast. Anyone BBQ fish or meat out in the boat? Inquiring
mind(s) want to know. [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img]

Hey Chris, if you catch this post - wasn't the name of that place on the banks of the Kenai where we got huge cinnamon rolls dang near every morning for a month called Porter's; or something like that. They still have those?

Which fishing guides make the best river camp meals? What do they serve up?

Can you tell I'm on a diet again? And drooling on myself. ... And heading for the kitchen right now. [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img] geeeeeez

Steve

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[sinker]

I can't go to the mall without stopping by cinnabon. I heard a while back they were going to start selling franchises and they'd start showing up in strip malls.
I thought "My prayers have been answered!!!"

So far I've only seen one and it's not real convenient. Think I've driven in that area once in the last 3 yrs.

MMMM, might have to stop by the mall on my way to work tomorrow.

[chuck 'n' duck]

Breakfast in the boat = coffee and two maple bars. The maple bars are **** tasty and the coffee helps supress the effects of 3 hours of sleep. Coffee is key for a good morning of fishing.

CnD

Wow, I didn't know that **** was a "swear word". OK, how about darn tasty?

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[Chris Sessions]

Yes, that's right Steve, Porters is where we would stop and have those huge cinnamon rolls every morning. It's Riverquest now and their rolls don't compare...thank God!
I also remember one morning our good buddy Bill cooked us a breakfast of something like frenchtoast and sweet rolls with a side of huge stacks of pancakes! As to avoid bruising the cooks feelings, you and I were secretly sliding pancakes to the camp dog (smiley) under the table. Not knowing that smiley already ate 10 or so pancakes, Bill felt sorry for old smiley and cooked him another huge stack of pancakes and smiley did his best to finish every bite even though he was in obvious (blissful) pain.
The funniest part of this story was when we returned from fishing we now had four camp dogs instead of one. It seems that smiley told his buds about a hot pancake bite that morning.
Chris

[Joe Schwab]

Every time I drive by Jordan Creek on the Wilson I think of Jordan Creek Cafe and the huge cinnamon rolls. You had to quarter them to eat them. For a buck! Grab a couple and head for the launch at Garibaldi. They made great chum later in the day. Less calories that way. [img]images/icons/shocked.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/shocked.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/cool.gif[/img]

[Phish_on]

Sourdough Willy's, yeah! Only available on Saturday morning.

I have a pretty good recipe, too - only takes about 6 hours.

[Killertraylor]

Breakfast= Coffee and Reser's Hot Mama's from the Reser's thrift store! I've also been known to barbeque elk burgers and lamb stew meat K-bobs while springer fishing (smooth water a key for good barbeue! Speaking of guide breakfasts - Terry Kennedy on the Rogue makes the best - bacon, eggs, french toast and hashbrowns. It's so good it's worth the price of admission and you get to eat it on the most beautiful river in the world!

[Hawgwash]

Nothing better than a fresh banana first thing once we hit the water. After all I never seem to catch anything right away anyway...... hum........ [img]images/icons/confused.gif[/img]

On a serious note, guide Danny Haak serves up a mean steak dinner if you ever get the chance to go with him on an overnight trip on the Deschuttes. [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img]

[4Salt]

Up in my neck of the woods, it's the Maltby cafe' cinnamon rolls that rule! Cinnabon does come in a close second though [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img]

[Kerry]

Well we see these guy's every winter on the Sky.They have this stainless BBQ on the bow of there drift boat. I think they are retired from Boeing. Anyway we have to blow by them cuzzz the smell of prime rib and baked spuds just kill us. [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img]

[Master Baiter]

Breakfast burritos with eggs, spicy sausage and salsa! Mmmmmmmm Good. Get the Coleman going on the bow and it is all good. [img]images/icons/cool.gif[/img]

Thomas

[Jennie@ifish]

And here I see NO mention of the cinnamon rolls I cooked and brought to our Fall Salmon trip with Sessions and Hanson.
NONE!
I know they were old and dried out little flakers, but hey! It was the thought that counts, right?
Jennie and the crustolium cinnabombs.
Jen

How could I forget those Jennie? Oh ya, it was the margaritaville jug I brought (jk). That was a fun day, and I would love to do that again with you and Chris. As for you Chris, thanks for mentioning PANCAKES! Geeez, oh well, this diet of one week lasted a couple days longer than my average ones. [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img] ... When I get back from the Roadhouse party I will try to dig up some Kenai memories - I think they aren't printable [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img] .

Steve

[Mr. Fisherman]

Ask anyone about my breakfast burittos... [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img]

They are even good after a dunking in the Columbia, huh Bait Boy? [img]images/icons/wink.gif[/img]

Getcha some...

There are some guides that go to great lengths to please the palacial desires of their clients. Some to the point of a detriment to fishing time. 'Johnny be good' is one that comes to mind on the Kenai. Hey, if the fishing in your boat is slow, let's chow, aye? Chris is one of those hard core fishing fanatics that would just as soon starve than quit fishing it seems. That fit just fine on our trip to the Kenai many years ago. We towed a sled full of canned food up there to make sure we survived a month of camping on it's banks - actually camping out in the boat most of the trip. We did have the occassional prepared dinner. But the only classy thing about our 'perpared special canned dinners' was the red wine we drank before hand. It was a good time and memories. Ah, red wine and canned green beans and chilli - but no roses or candles. I do recall that Chris and I would get into these crazy unstopable laughing spurts during many of the "dinners" [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img] . Not just because of the absurd cusine, but partly because we were constantly rummy tired from an average of 3 or 4 hours sleep a night for a month. ...

That wasn't the only uncontrolable "giggles" we got into. We did one 'episode' of Fishing The West on videocam that was a pretty good novice replica of the real show, and how it was often done. Chris was filming the 2 'old farts' we went with, sitting in the sled with the trolling motor going and their rodtips vibrating with the action of Magmun Tadpolys. Suddenly one of the rodtips buried down hard and one of the 'old old' guys ( [img]images/icons/wink.gif[/img] ) pick it up and set the hook hard - into my mouth as I was headshaking the hookless Tadpoly 30 feet downriver in another boat. Better than hanger anyway. We could have pulled it off if not for the dang 'giggles' setting in. ...

On another day, the 'old guy' that wasn't used to backtrolling a sled in rivers up and declared that he could do that just as well as us 3 who were experienced at it. Fine. He was very serious about proving himself to us. Dead serious - and that's what made it so insanely hard to conceal the laughter. The other 'old guy' was back at camp, so Chris and I sat with our rods in the holders while 'tiller man' was all over the river, with backtrolling speeds such that our divers were only about 3" under the surface! What can you do in such a situation?!? We could only pretend to drop our heads as if we were falling asleep ... while we grunted back unstopable laughter that sounded like shorts bursts of snoring - kinda like we all used to do in junior hi school class so the teacher didn't kick us out. You know - laughing thru your nose sort of. Geeez, I've never laughed so hard while containing it from someone in my life! Hurt my gut. I seem to recall hyperventilating too. No fish, but a lot of fun while it lasted. ... Then in the evening we went into this resturant the locals recomended to us named 'Good Time Charlies'. Good food! My memory just went blank - tough night at the Roadhouse. Maybe Chris can fill you in on the resturant and other Kenai follies? ... Oh ya, I do remember a rare sighting of an Alaskan "White bellied flossno", but dang it we had no camera ready!

Steve

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[Chris Sessions]

I don't recall a place called 'Good Time Charlies' Steve [img]images/icons/wink.gif[/img] I think that's the place they call 'the Church' now, but I wouldn't know for sure. I do recall you and I backtrolling so tired fishing 20hr days that we both fell asleep, me in the passenger seat and you on the tiller. We both woke up at the sound of the prop doing a gentle roto-till in the middle of a shallow pond surrounded by hundreds of wading seagulls (and they weren't even getting their knees wet). Always quick with the wit you addressed the seagulls and yelled "I'm sure you are wondering why I've asked you all here today". Another day the two gents fell asleep with me at the tiller, one with his face skyward / mouth open and the other slumped over facing the floor. As we trolled down the river, I explained to some nearby bank fishers that they had both passed away but I would give them their moneys worth and fish them all day.
Then I seem to remember camping at Kluane state park, (the Brown bear capital of the Yukon) and finding a piece of raw bacon stuck on the door of my tent....hmmm who could have done such a thing? [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img]

Hey, at least I sprayed some of that capsasin bear repellnat on the bacon first. I wanted to see how affective it was [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img] . Actually, I recall a piece of pizza or toast or something on the stick that holds the front of my tent up, also. A ranger did tell us that some campers had been bothered by brown bears and to seal all out food tight. Rather dingy of us, eh? ...

I wrote in the funny fishing related stories thread last year about the true bear spray test I did when we got up past Tok Alaska on that eventful trip. Since there are so many new members here at ifish, I will repeat it here - also so maybe you guys will be careful with that stuff! ... I had purchased a large can of extra powerful bear spray repellant from Dr. Charles Jonkel (University of Montana wildlife bio and grizzly bear reseacher). Mace is about 5% capsasin, police cap. is about 10%, and this stuff was about 12 to 15% and shot a larger amount of it up to 20+ feet. I had a full can of it and wanted to test the effectiveness of it before we were to tent camp on the banks of an AK river for a month. We located the perfect place to test this out - a big garbage dump near the AK Hwy. between Tok and Gulkana. We pulled in there and immediately saw 3 large black bears (like 400 to 500 lbs, - not small ones like down here), but no grizzlies at the time. These would do fine. And they weren't about to leave the scraps just because we were around either. I had Bill position the rig to be somewhat upwind of the bears with a mild breeze at our back; about 40 yards away. I put the spray canister in a belt holster it came with and stepped out of the Jeep Wagoneer a few feet away - close enough I thought in case the bears ran at me and the spray didn't deter them. Well I figured I had already impressed my buddies by just stepping out there (NOT), and wanted to further impress them with my Wyatt Earp quick draw style of spraying this stuff into the breeze toward the bears, to see if a small amount made them run away. Well I really impressed my 2 comrades alright [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/shocked.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img] ... I had taken off the safety pin and said a 'Yall like "watch this", and quickly grabbed the canister while at the same time accidently pushing the canister trigger as it was stuck in the holster! It sprayed a huge orange swath of this horrid stuff down my right pant leg. Aaaarrrrggggg! I was immediately into the worst hard coughing/gagging spell I'd ever had. Fortunately the mild breeze carried much of the orange cloud away from me - but not toward these bears. But they ran into the woods anyway; probably at the unusual site of a crazy coughing fool rolling on the ground ripping his pants off! Geeez! I threw my pants as far into the garbage direction as I could. Then I had the indignity of having to beg Chris to unlock the doors and let me back in the Wagon; while these 2 guys were laughing there @$$e$ off. I definitely was not LMAO! [img]images/icons/blush.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/blush.gif[/img] Live and learn, eh? - Steve

[Rubber Robin]

During this years Springer fishing below Bonneville we out did ourselves for breakfast. Because the line in the morning was so long for the Fishery launch, we did not want to stop for our usual breakfast at Mrs B's in Troutdale at the T & A. We elected to get in the line so we could launch asap!
After launching and setting the anchor, we got the poles rigged and in the rod holders. Out came the coleman stove. We were totally organized! The omlet person prepared all the ingredients the night before. He brought the eggs (already shelled)pre-cut ham, bacon, cheese, onions, and mushrooms. Everything could be thrown into the pan with minimum fuss. While this was cooking, we had orange juice (next year, mermosas)coffee and a pastry. When the omlets were done, they were dished up with salsa and ketchup for topping.
We did this 3 times, and each time we tried to outdo each other. Boy was it good. It has become a new tradition! [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img]
Yes, fairly calm water and no fish on are a pre-requistite to cooking on the stove. Fortunately the fish cooperated and did not bite until we were finished. It was our best year ever. 9 chinook keepers!!! [img]images/icons/smile.gif[/img] [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img]

[Trick]

Rt in his BVD's....or G-string as the case may be. [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img]

Anyways back to breakfast before fishing. I do such a poor job of preparing the night before that I'm forced to pick up the first greasy thing I see at the first open mini-mart on the way to the drink. Have to wash the grease down with a Sobe or a choclate milk. Future bypass patient in the making. [img]images/icons/shocked.gif[/img]

[fishinlady]

RT, Great thread idea. Being a gal, not owning a boat and my love for fishing I consistantly offer my boat owning friends to bring food for the day. Burritos and Pocket bread sandwiches are a consistant hit. You can stuff them with breakfast, lunch or dinner stuff. In a rush, bagels and special spiced cream cheese for breakfast. BBQ chicken shredded and sauced with an onion bun is favorite boat BBQ sandwich. Pesto cheese tortellini w/fresh parmesan, garlic and spices is a tasty surprise too. I remember a few years ago fishing with a few guys on one of the Sandy River Chapter ANWS fish-a-long's and I took out strips of seseme chicken to munch on....this one poor guy looked at his bologne sandwich, looked at my chicken and I chuckle at the thought of his expression. Being a nice gal of course I offered him some. Within the group I became familiar to the question "whats in the cooler". Accordingly, packed extra. Sounds like everyone had a great time at the Road house. Singing fisherman, too much fun. [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img]

[SandySteel]

I have only one food I strongly associate with fishing and that is the omlette and hashbrowns that used to be available when Kruger's used to be open. The hbrowns were bottomless and delicious. Dang I miss that place. My buddy and I would almost always stop there on the way back from going up the gorge after a day of fishing. It could sooth the pain of a tough day on the river.

[OR Coast Range]

The only food item that I associate with fishing is little chocholate donuts. Pick up a package along with the coffee that was brewed the night before at the 7-11 on the way out of time and I'm fishin'.

[birdhunter]

Mmmmmmmm.....boat food. I do most of the cooking when we go out. For drift trips, those little chocalate donettes seem to do the trick, but when we're out in a hogline on the bigger rivers, the Coleman camper stove comes along. A little propane goes a long way out there. Last summer fishing for upriver brights we had pancakes, sausages, bacon and eggs every morning. Great meal when the fishing was slow. This springer season we had a real treat of elk steaks, sausage, eggs, pancakes, and some delicious wild turkey marinated in teriyaki courtesy of yours truely. Found it was also really easy to just heat up chinese leftovers. Made a lot of friends out when the aroma started wafting out. One of the other boats out there dubbed me "cookie" after we threw him some extra steak in exchange for some WD40. No quite sure how I like that nickname. [img]images/icons/rolleyes.gif[/img]

Nothing does seem to get the fish to bite than cooking in the boat. When everyone is intent on the food, and the stove is right in the way, rods will bend. Twice this year the stove and its contents got knocked over in the mad rush to a throbbing rod. Another time a friend started choking on his really hot food when a fish hit. Don't worry, we were nice enough to grab his rod and fight the fish for him while he performed the self-heimlich. [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img]

[Pete]

I remember a day about 15 years ago sitting in my drift boat at the stump hole on the trask when I could have openned a restaurant ... I cooked bacon, Denver omelets, pancakes and espresso on the Coleman while the boats packed in around me served up cold peanut butter. ... and we landed 7 fish that day!