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I went white water rafting this weekend outside of Leavenworth. We camped on Friday night and rafted on Saturday. Camping in May? But it's still so cold, you say? Yes. Cold. Burrrr... Even colder when you get a tall drink of water in the form of big ass currents thwacking you in the face and running down the neck of your wet suit... Ummm, ice water down your shirt! I pretty much decided that if I had balls, they would have been hiding up in my body cavity clinging for warmth all weekend. But it was fun. And on Saturday morning, I got to facilitate the creation of the one food item that has brought friends and family together through the years around the camp fire. The S'more? NO!!! The Dough Boy!!! Yes, that tasty yet elusive creation that is the sum of... a piece of Pillsbury biscuit dough wrapped around a stick that you find in the woods. The primary determinants of success being glowing embers, dough depth consistence and most importantly, patience!! Without patience, what you have a lump of raw dough coated in carbon. On my first visit back to the Dough Boy arena since a 15 year hiatus there was some slight charring, but soon enough, I was back to my golden brown ways. The trick, if you're interested, is to use half a busicuit's worth of dough. They make them bigger than they used to. Aieet, Grey's Anatomy is on so that's all the blogety goodness that I've got for now.