Peter & Judy
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GROG
Although I am relatively new to boating, in a boat without paddles, I do like to partake in the traditions of the Navy. Being Canadian, that being the Royal Navy or the Royal Canadian Navy. While I don’t condone drinking while underway, a cold one after the anchor is well set is always a welcome end to a day on the water. Now in my experience boating in mostly northern waters, cold and wet is the norm. This was also the case for us in Lake Powell, a cold one is not always what we are looking for. So our beverage of choice is in the tradition of the Royal Navy is the daily rum ration. I have attached a link, which will explain this, better than I can.
My beginning with my rum ration tradition, began camping with my Dad in the Canadian Rockies. Being a good Boy Scout I learned to ‘Be Prepared' and my Dad being the Scout Master was always prepared with a mickey of rum. This would be mixed with a hot cup of tea once the Scouts were safely in bed. He would always be generous and share with others and being German he did not have the hang up of other North Americans and shared with his son before he reached the legal drinking age in Canada of 18. So I developed a taste for this beverage and it certainly helps to keep you warm before bedtime. When I was to turn 18, I went on a ski mountaineering trip up the Columbia Icefields in Jasper National Park. Our objective was the highest summit in Alberta, that being Mt. Columbia (3,747m, 12,293 ft). The ascent takes three days as you have to ski up the Athabaska Glacier, across the Columbia Icefield, camp at over 10,000 ft on the glacier and then ascend the peak, return to camp and then ski out. I chose to do this trip, with the Alpine Club of Canada, with the summit day being my 18th birthday. When packing to leave, my Dad gave me a mickey of Bicardi Rum and my Mother gave me one here dark “Newfoundland’ fruit cakes, that must have weighed 3 lbs. The first day, we ascended the Athabaska glacier roped together to keep us safe in case one of us fell into a crevasse. We climbed on skis with climbing skins over the shoulder of Snow Dome. Snow Dome is one of the two the hydrological apexes of North America. Snow falling on its summit flows into the three oceans. The Pacific via the Columbia River, the Arctic via the Athabaska River and to the Atlantic via Hudson’s Bay and the North Saskatchewan River. Out campsite for the night was to be at a feature known as the trench and we set up out tent protected by snow walls that we built. Early the next morning the sky was beginning to haze over and the Columbia Icefields are well know for producing their own weather that is often bad. We skied to over 11,000 feet on the mountain and took of our skis to kick steps up to the summit. The wind was increasing and spin drift snow was limiting visibility. Perhaps, a 1,000 feet below the summit, we were in a white out and I decided it was time to turn around. Several of my companion decided to carry on. I got back down to my skis, and in a whiteout managed to find my way back to the tent. Here I waited for several hours alone. The rest of our party had turned around 10 or 15 minutes after me and in that time the storm had gotten so bad they were hopelessly lost in the blizzard. This was well before GPS units were in use. That evening we celebrated with Grog, and fruit cake. I did return a few years later and reached the summit of Mt. Columbia and on other trips I have climbed most of the summits on the icefields.
For years my standard rum ration or Grog consisted of a shot of Bicardi or Appleton amber rum in cup of hot tea with sugar. While travelling in Newfoundland, this became “Newfoundland Screech”. A few years ago, I discovered “Kraken Dark Spiced Rum” which now has become our standard ration. I drink this now with a measure of rum and about four parts boiling water, instead of tea, and sugar to taste. It was the Royal Navy Tradition to issue the first rum ration at 11 AM, but as I said before, I don’t touch alcohol and then only in moderation until the anchor is firmly set and tested. I hope you enjoyed this story and maybe someday we can have a Grog together.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grog
Although I am relatively new to boating, in a boat without paddles, I do like to partake in the traditions of the Navy. Being Canadian, that being the Royal Navy or the Royal Canadian Navy. While I don’t condone drinking while underway, a cold one after the anchor is well set is always a welcome end to a day on the water. Now in my experience boating in mostly northern waters, cold and wet is the norm. This was also the case for us in Lake Powell, a cold one is not always what we are looking for. So our beverage of choice is in the tradition of the Royal Navy is the daily rum ration. I have attached a link, which will explain this, better than I can.
My beginning with my rum ration tradition, began camping with my Dad in the Canadian Rockies. Being a good Boy Scout I learned to ‘Be Prepared' and my Dad being the Scout Master was always prepared with a mickey of rum. This would be mixed with a hot cup of tea once the Scouts were safely in bed. He would always be generous and share with others and being German he did not have the hang up of other North Americans and shared with his son before he reached the legal drinking age in Canada of 18. So I developed a taste for this beverage and it certainly helps to keep you warm before bedtime. When I was to turn 18, I went on a ski mountaineering trip up the Columbia Icefields in Jasper National Park. Our objective was the highest summit in Alberta, that being Mt. Columbia (3,747m, 12,293 ft). The ascent takes three days as you have to ski up the Athabaska Glacier, across the Columbia Icefield, camp at over 10,000 ft on the glacier and then ascend the peak, return to camp and then ski out. I chose to do this trip, with the Alpine Club of Canada, with the summit day being my 18th birthday. When packing to leave, my Dad gave me a mickey of Bicardi Rum and my Mother gave me one here dark “Newfoundland’ fruit cakes, that must have weighed 3 lbs. The first day, we ascended the Athabaska glacier roped together to keep us safe in case one of us fell into a crevasse. We climbed on skis with climbing skins over the shoulder of Snow Dome. Snow Dome is one of the two the hydrological apexes of North America. Snow falling on its summit flows into the three oceans. The Pacific via the Columbia River, the Arctic via the Athabaska River and to the Atlantic via Hudson’s Bay and the North Saskatchewan River. Out campsite for the night was to be at a feature known as the trench and we set up out tent protected by snow walls that we built. Early the next morning the sky was beginning to haze over and the Columbia Icefields are well know for producing their own weather that is often bad. We skied to over 11,000 feet on the mountain and took of our skis to kick steps up to the summit. The wind was increasing and spin drift snow was limiting visibility. Perhaps, a 1,000 feet below the summit, we were in a white out and I decided it was time to turn around. Several of my companion decided to carry on. I got back down to my skis, and in a whiteout managed to find my way back to the tent. Here I waited for several hours alone. The rest of our party had turned around 10 or 15 minutes after me and in that time the storm had gotten so bad they were hopelessly lost in the blizzard. This was well before GPS units were in use. That evening we celebrated with Grog, and fruit cake. I did return a few years later and reached the summit of Mt. Columbia and on other trips I have climbed most of the summits on the icefields.
For years my standard rum ration or Grog consisted of a shot of Bicardi or Appleton amber rum in cup of hot tea with sugar. While travelling in Newfoundland, this became “Newfoundland Screech”. A few years ago, I discovered “Kraken Dark Spiced Rum” which now has become our standard ration. I drink this now with a measure of rum and about four parts boiling water, instead of tea, and sugar to taste. It was the Royal Navy Tradition to issue the first rum ration at 11 AM, but as I said before, I don’t touch alcohol and then only in moderation until the anchor is firmly set and tested. I hope you enjoyed this story and maybe someday we can have a Grog together.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grog
