I could not find my camp ovens anywhere, looked all over and was worried I lent them to someone and forgot. It had been three years and more since I last used them for anything. Then by chance a few days ago I looked in the storage bin where we keep Song’s big tripod propane burner (a Basspro fish deep-fryer that she uses to boil wild greens and make big batches of soup for the church), an extra propane tank, all the charcoal and lighters, the charcoal chimney, etc., and there they were. Dirty, dusty, covered in cobwebs and spider egg pouches, dried out, some congealed oil from the oiling I gave them before I stored them, and some small rust spots. I should have taken a picture, they were sad. I cleaned them up with dish detergent, a brillo pad, a cordless drill with a wire brush, and a lot of elbow grease. Then, with a light but in-every-nook-and-cranny coat of Crisco, I baked them for 2 hours in the oven at 350, and voila! The re-seasoning is not tacky to the touch anywhere, it’s even, and they are again beautiful and ready to go. (The smaller one is not quite cool, the finger marks on the cover will fade as it does.)