The Apple orchard which was one tent resort had apples and apricot trees abounding laden with fruit. We reached out and ate apricots fresh from the trees; the apples were a mite higher. Fruit from a tree is a novelty to us city dwellers and the taste of the juicy fresh flesh in our mouths was like manna. We were finishing up our lunch when the bikers arrived and the good doctor and LM had expressions that said it all. Cat had got the tongue of the doctor who otherwise belted it out nineteen to the dozen. He looked as if he had cheated death more than once on the way. Men get a peculiar look in their eyes having gone through such an experience. He had it in spades and we allowed him his space to find his own equilibrium.
We now had expectations for the main course that was to come and the platter came in with a whole fish, pan fried sizzling on a bed of chopped salad veggies smelling divine. The fish itself was about a foot in length, fleshy and about three inches in width. The skin crackled crisp and the flesh inside was perfectly cooked and juicy, the light spicy marinade going superbly with the fresh water fish. Leisurely we went thru the whole thing, talk stopped as mouths got busy...it was the best meal we have had on the trip so far and we simply prolonged it.