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You blokes have style! Mine are pretty rough. A drink of water on wake-up, then a mad rush to ready gear and depart camp, with a few muesli bars in the pack, which are munched an hour or two later. Toward lunchtime, I get back to camp nearly dead, and sit for awhile before mustering the energy for some tinned fruit and perhaps some potato crisps (need to replace the salt). Then I swelter in a camp chair feeling miserable and questioning my sanity for a few hours (or pleasantly dozing or reading, depending on the temperature), before trying to toughen-up and go for a walk for the last couple of hours of daylight. Hopefully a few cold soft drinks have been consumed at camp throughout the afternoon, fresh from an esky full of ice. Back in camp after dark, I often have to sit for awhile before I can face a meal, which is usually something out of a tin, heated on a little gas stove, with mozzies buzzing and moths flapping and spiders crawling outside the mozzie dome (there are tens of thousands of these bugs). Somewhere during the day would be a cup of tea or two, also. If I'm having desert, it is usually more tinned fruit with cold custard from a carton in the esky. Generally a couple of panadol feature somewhere during the day to prevent or end feelings of nausea or headache. Some camps are nicer, though - or perhaps I should say that some days (in the middle of the year) are nicer. |