The absolute best meat I've ever had was fresh venison we toasted over an open fire on sticks while camping.
Buddy at work asked me if I wanted to visit a couple of his friends up in Oklahoma to go camping for a few days. I of course did, but wasn't prepared for what I found. The two dudes lived in a foldout trailer on top of a mountain, and they were marijuana growers! Totally not legal. One of them took me to see all of his little 4'x8' plots, and I have to say, those were some happy looking plants. Much of their sustenance came from hunting, and they baited a deer and shot it with a .223 AR.
Toasting venison on sticks and eating it with your fingers while camping and drinking beer is about as good as it gets, and er, pipes *were* involved. I just wish I'd known about Mr. Pease and Mr. Gawith back then. But the venison was better than a $50 ribeye at a fancy steak restaurant.