Subj : Fish and Chips in places not expected To : All From : k9zw Date : Wed Jun 02 2021 12:21:05 Flew in Newfoundland, transfered to Gander. A long drive to small town, then after another 1-1/2 hour left the paved roads fora wildernes lodge. It was 55km off the nearest paved road, forded three goo sized streams/rivers until arrived near the camp. Last 2km were by ATV only. About third or four day in I came in midday to change into dry clothes, and noticed a large amount of cod being defrosted. Figured it would be some sort of school cafeteria type baked cod that evening. At dark my guide and I came in to find that Fish & Chips were being served that night. Didn't get my hopes up (yet). Our camp cook was a little guy named Moe, who while he certainly could cook was a chain smoker and drank a significant portion of the camp's beer, and otherwise made himself scarce. I was told that Moe was proned to getting a fat head, so not to wind him up. Well the Fish and Chips were absolutely outstanding. Better than Chorlton Green (Manchester, England)'s reknown chippy, better than Gander and St Johns top chippies, better than the Duke of Duckworth in Halifax. Absolute premier class stand out fish and chips. Well old Moe was kind of eyeing me up, wondering what the yank would think of the Fish and Chips. So I mentioned they were "mighty fine fish and chips" and sort of left it at that. Turns out Moe had run his own chippy for ten years or so, and had brought in by ATV his deep fryer and gear, and had used his personal batter recipie. He had turned on the camp generator to run the chippy (I thought I had heard an engine noise in the distance during the afternoon) and had hid everything away before guides and guests returned. The fish was caught by a friend of the outfitter, cleaned an immediately sharp frozen. I think it was a swap deal they made. M