That's right, a full Christmas dinner complete with sprouts. With a little forethought and preparation Taylor had managed to make Christmas dinner at 1650ft, in very sub zero temperatures on a single meths stove ... not bad is it?
Saturday, January 15, 2011
It's not all Supernoodles!
Just before Christmas a crack team of bivvy nerds assembled in Machynlleth for a cold (actually it was very cold) mission onto the slopes of Plynlimon. After numerous hours of riding, sliding, pushing, swearing and giggling like school girls their mission was accomplished. Tarps were erected, sleeping mats blown up and an ocean of down and pertex was laid out under a clearing sky. Obviously, after all that hard work sustenance was a prime concern ... food would help keep the minus double figure temperatures at bay. Various types of stoves were fired up and a warm glow enveloped the makeshift camp. After a few minutes (seemed like hours if I'm honest) food was ready, dehydrated meals bubbling away in silver packets ... yum, yum. Then this emerged.