Bacon butties on the beach
Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:12 pm
With it being half term I had looked at the weather forecast and decided that today was going to be the best day to do something with the children so we added down to West Wittering for a day on the beach.
Whilst getting the wind break and picknick gear out, I spied my camping kit and trangia stove, and I was suddenly inspired to use it on the beach, as I had visions of us sheltering behind a windbreak with hats and coats on.
Unpacking it on the beach had me casting my mind back to the last time I had used it. Over 5 years back when we had brought some bed bugs back from France and we could take it no longer, so we escaped for a couple of nights good sleep - funnily enough not far from the beach that we were now on.
The children both watched on in amazement and were excited to hear the gas catch and the frying pan receive the bacon as the wife buttered some rolls. I am was worried that we might have a Que form from the other beach users as the smell wafted up the beach, or more likely someone complain about the "fire".
It did not take long to have two butties in each hand and then got the kettle whistling for a mug of tea each. Not exactly, surviving but it was nice to escape the outrageous café prices and gave the children a taste of the stove and introduce them to the idea of camping.
What did surprise me was that the gas canister still had gas in it. I was expecting that after 5 years of having been opened, it would have all leaked out, but not so. Perhaps a lucky re seal, but good to know should we ever have to rely on one,
DM
Whilst getting the wind break and picknick gear out, I spied my camping kit and trangia stove, and I was suddenly inspired to use it on the beach, as I had visions of us sheltering behind a windbreak with hats and coats on.
Unpacking it on the beach had me casting my mind back to the last time I had used it. Over 5 years back when we had brought some bed bugs back from France and we could take it no longer, so we escaped for a couple of nights good sleep - funnily enough not far from the beach that we were now on.
The children both watched on in amazement and were excited to hear the gas catch and the frying pan receive the bacon as the wife buttered some rolls. I am was worried that we might have a Que form from the other beach users as the smell wafted up the beach, or more likely someone complain about the "fire".
It did not take long to have two butties in each hand and then got the kettle whistling for a mug of tea each. Not exactly, surviving but it was nice to escape the outrageous café prices and gave the children a taste of the stove and introduce them to the idea of camping.
What did surprise me was that the gas canister still had gas in it. I was expecting that after 5 years of having been opened, it would have all leaked out, but not so. Perhaps a lucky re seal, but good to know should we ever have to rely on one,
DM
