Step Two: Cookware (almost)
In further preparation for my NZ trip, I bought a backpacking stove on Ebay. It cost over $50 and weighs under a pound. The best part? Though the preferred fuel source is white gas, it can use anything from diesel to rocket fuel. That means that if my flight across the world goes all Lost and rips in half and crashes on a (seemingly) deserted island, if we can find my pack, and if there is any fuel salvageable on the plane, we can cook!
The online backpacking community has warned that the stove sometimes shoots out fireballs when the something and something else go wrong. (What? I can't remember.) If you happen to see me without eyebrows in the next few weeks, please, don't ask why.
Anyone need to add a little something to their ramen ritual? I don't think you could ask for more than a little Missi, a little backyard, and a whole lot of pyrotechnics. Come on over!
The online backpacking community has warned that the stove sometimes shoots out fireballs when the something and something else go wrong. (What? I can't remember.) If you happen to see me without eyebrows in the next few weeks, please, don't ask why.
Anyone need to add a little something to their ramen ritual? I don't think you could ask for more than a little Missi, a little backyard, and a whole lot of pyrotechnics. Come on over!
posted by Missi at 6:31 PM
4 Comments:
Friday it is. What is HB?
Missi. I prefer you HB (horsebrass for you non-portlanders) rather than fork my lawn that consists only of weeds and dog crap.
My dad and I once made transportable cookware. It consisted of an upside down metal folgers can with little triangles punched out along the rim. I built a fire inside of it, the top got hot, and I warmed up a can of beans. We called it a hobo stove.
Missi, I am reminded of our fire building attempts of old (campfires, BBQ's etc.) As for the fire balls, that seems more like a bonus than a danger.
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