What's the point of a paddle, or even a day berry picking or hiking, without a boilup? Winter, spring, summer or fall, the old piper kettle has a way of sneaking into the gear bag and unto the fire.
The kettle was made by an uncle as a wedding present for my parents, who dearly loved salmon fishing and spent a lot of time in the woods, in the late 1930's. Solid copper, it's been silver- soldered around the spout a few times over the years, but is still amazingly otherwise leak free. Definitely one of our family treasures, and still the quickest boiling kettke I've ever seen.
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