What’s the best part of camping? S’mores, right? Not so fast… This may be better:
Homemade sourdough cooked in the campfire. (Let’s forget the fact that my starter expanded on the drive down and made a bit of a mess. A little water and elbow grease, and Ryan’s sweatshirt was good as new. Well, good enough for camping, at least.)
We’ve been enjoying a final getaway to Santa Barbara before school starts next week. I figured the bread would be a fun experiment, and I’m so happy I tried it. Four ingredients, a Dutch oven, and a fire. That’s it! Oh, and don’t forget the butter! (What’s the point of fresh bread without it?)
I have to credit Ashby for the fire. She used what she learned in her outdoor survival skills class to get the campfire started (with just a little help from Dad).
We worked off breakfast with a hike to the nearby llama farm where we fed the goats and sheep (the llamas wanted nothing to do with us).