[CH] open fields...one person's view...

bill jernigan (billjernigan@iqonline.net)
Mon, 08 Oct 2001 12:33:30 -0400

just about everywhere i've ever lived, or even visited, the locals have a 
saying (the same saying): "if you don't like the weather, wait 20 minutes 
and it'll change"...this is delivered with a deep-throated chuckle, and a 
smile that tells me that the person thinks it is very clever and original...

this last weekend, i saw that old adage come true...

we arrived at the waverly inn friday nite, and it was raining (to use 
another original description) cats and dogs...one look at the field, and we 
(the knoxville delegation) decided that camp super-8 was the way to go...

saturday morning was clear and beautiful...at eight o'clock sharp, the 
calls began, and the shuttling process began...the road to the assigned 
camping area was muddy enough that those of us with small cars decided it 
was not practical to negotiate it...so we parked at the top of the little 
hill...next to the porta-potties, in the field where we camped last 
year...the very spot we had been told not to use for camping or parking...

a steady stream of folks started arriving, tents started popping up, and 
soon the road was dry enough for even the rv's to move into their place and 
set up camp...'camps' ranged from small pup tents to rv's with 
barca-loungers in the front yard...

cajohn manned the welcome tent and the poster signing booth, preparing a 
surprise or two for a member or two who couldn't attend, selling posters 
and handing out a selection of his excellent sauces and other hot 
foods...rob was in charge of handing out a selection of jim's sauces...

everyone grabbed a bucket and set out for the field...there were millions 
of chiles of all colors and descriptions...some were picking the savinas 
and others for jim to use in his magic sauces and powders, others were 
picking the more exotic varieties for transport home...

the most comment in the field seemed to be 'look at this one!', closely 
followed by 'what are these yellow ones?...are they ripe?' and 'are these 
insanely hot?...but there was also a lot of conversation as people got to 
know each other and friendships were formed...

a lot of the 'regulars' were there, and there were several people who had 
learned about the event from the 'eat the heat' show, and had never met jim 
or heard of the list...they had searched for information, contacted jim, 
and he invited them to the field...i invited them to join the list, and 
hope they do...

jim was kind of like santa claus...who is this guy?...generous beyond 
imagination but never seen...you think you see him at the edge of your 
vision, but when you turn, he's not there...but he was definitely there in 
spirit, and even those who have never met him felt his presence...

backs creaked and buckets filled...the pickers hefted their harvest back 
toward the tent line, where food was appearing on the tables...newer 
arrivals grabbed buckets and headed for the fields...

as we noshed on the great food, we were able to see faces (in the field, 
you mostly see the tops of peoples heads and their butts) and share more 
stories...the food varied in heat from mild to wild, but i didn't find 
anything that wasn't very good...the spam jerky was good this year...there 
were dozens of home made sauces and salsas of all descriptions, including 
scott's 'happy halloween habanero' sauce - the subject of a recent 
post...(he stressed that he washed his hands before squeezing the mash with 
his bare hands)...everyone agreed that it was good this year...

the weather was beautiful...t-shirt weather, bright sun...rael in his 
chilechef's pants and hendrix blasting in his ears, talking to those 
beautiful chiles...

the day passed far too quickly, with trips to pick still more chiles, and 
then back to the campsite for 'one more tamale' or 'another chip with some 
of that great sauce' or 'a little of that great salami and cheese' or 'just 
a little bowl of that chili'...

hobby and ms. farmer were giving away some of their chile seedlings, and 
chile woman and her husband brought a selection of plants for us to take 
home...a little late for this season, but nice houseplants that will make 
us very happy next year...

hobby had a chile roaster, and people discovered the unforgettable taste of 
roasted chiles that only minutes before had been on the plant...(at least 
one discovered that roasting habaneros does NOT make them milder...he 
popped a whole one in his mouth and 'first there was this incredibly 
delicious citrus/chile flavor, then it felt like i had swallowed the 
roaster's flame thrower at full throttle'...

mary-ann and steve competed with riley and mary for the 'longest trek' 
award...tony flynn (who would have won the award hands down) was mentioned 
frequently, and we all wished that things could have been different so that 
he could have attended...

as the sun sank toward the horizon, an electric generator was fired up, 
lights were strung, and the crowd gathered around the food tables...the 
temperature started dropping, so everyone added layers of clothes and a 
fire was built...

several bottles of medicinal alcohol were produced, and samples handed 
out...scott's hab ouzo was good this year, there was a bottle of lime/chile 
infused vodka that was VERY tasty, and alex had a bottle of tequila 
containing a bit of the elixir he discussed on the list a few months 
ago...there were three flavors of chile wine, very tasty and only one (the 
hab wine) that was really hot...

by dark, it was cold enough that everyone was around the fire...several 
folks stemmed chiles as they told stories and chatted with new/old 
friends...cameron's son gavin served s'mores made to order, and karen 
zanger topped the evening off with a delicious habanero/lime 
cheesecake...the temperature kept dropping...eventually, everyone made 
their way back to their tents/campers...

the sun rose to reveal a heavy frost covering everything...a tv crew showed 
up to film a special for indianapolis tv, and among other sites, got rael 
emerging from his sleeping bag under the clear skies, atop his twister 
board/ground cover...coffee pots began perking, the fire was re-kindled and 
word spread that joe banero was serving breakfast for the crowd...

and what a breakfast!...scrambled eggs, hashbrowns with chorizo, flour 
tortillas, yesterday's chili, a cajun corn/onion/chile dish cooked and 
dished up by cajohn and a loaf of apple-smoked savina banana bread...good 
eats...thanks, joe!...

more camaraderie and chile pickin, then it was time for us to leave for the 
seven hour drive back home...a bittersweet moment, to be sure...realizing 
that this may be the last time we gather with these fine folks, and so glad 
that jim made it possible...

thanks a million to jim and abby for inviting us, to cajohn, alex, and 
cameron for pulling this off, and all the rest for showing up and making it 
such an enjoyable event...wish we all could have stayed longer, but will 
carry the memories for a long time...

and for y'all that couldn't make it, wish you could have been there...you 
missed a good time and i missed a chance to meet you and know even more 
good people and dedicated chile-heads...


bill (slide show to follow)...