My wife was baking cheesecakes all afternoon for a charity auction, so: "dinner on the smoker please!" OK! Bone-in venison chops - rubbed with EVOO, CBP, salt, & crushed garlic. Plenty of fat still on them, so no bacon needed. Top with a heaping tsp of high quality bleu cheese (lots of chunks!) dressing before serving. Also threw in a 3 lb homemade venison bologna for an appetizer, smoked spuds, and a salad. Didnt smoke the salad. Now, my plan was to smoke the chops for about 30 - 40 minutes @ 200 or so, then finish them off for a few minutes on the propane weber. It didnt quite work out that way though ... After about 25-30 minutes, my wife hollers down to the basement "Theres something wrong with your smoker, you'd better come quick!" Well, just a few weeks ago I got started on using up some scrap lumber to build a cart for my smoker so it would be portable, store all my stuff together, and I wouldn't have to bend over so much. Pic attached - it's not finished yet, so please dont be too critical. So I came running up stairs & out to the front yard, and there's my smoker 50 yards down the driveway, laying sideways in the grass with the door open and food all over the lawn, a nice TBS curling up to the sky. Wood chips, jerky racks, remote thermometer parts etc all over the place! Sorry, no pictures - I was in kind of an angry state of mind at the time, & the wife & kids laughing didnt help much. Cleaned everything up and finishing it off on the grill. It all tasted pretty good, I think I got all the grass off. By the end of dinner I could laugh about it too, seeing my cart & smoker rolling down the driveway would have made a pretty good "americas funniest videos" entry. Yes, I really hate the "doing stupid stuff" that comes along with being human. Moral of the story: if you build a smoker cart, make sure you block the wheels.