You are outdoors. You went to the mountains. To that nook in the river where you dream to fish. To the forest. That’s your kids’ laughter, your friend opening a bottle. You hear? Do you smell that? It’s hot coffee in the crisp morning. What are you guys cooking over there? Burgers, hot-dogs, maybe that fish your buddy got and will continue to brag about for years… Or are you cooking memories?

We came up with this idea on a beautiful day of trekking on the Blue Ridge Mountains in North Carolina. There were campers going to and from their cars with stuff, boxes falling to the floor, tents, grills, coolers, you could feel their exertion and hear the occasional realization of what they had forgotten back home.