I cannot say enough about fire. I arrived in camp pretty late Saturday night, fully expecting to fire up my vintage 425 camp stove and finish the pot of spaghetti I brought along for first night.
Pump pump times 50 and no pressure. So cheese sandwiches. The next morning I went to my back up plan. Grilling. I grilled hot dogs for breakfast but never managed a good boil for either my coffee or the spaghetti. Back up number two was my bottle stove with fuel tabs. Boils water in a jiffy with sterno, but the fuel tabs fizzled.
Yesterday after kayaking and swimming at my aunt's nearby lake home, I mentioned my gas pressure problem. She and my uncle lent me some 3 in 1 oil. Apparently the pump seal dries out. Well considering the stove was my other uncle's and was stored nearly 20 years I figured it was likely. Last night I had my spaghetti dinner and this morning i have my coffee.
Fire rocks. I understand what all those cavemen were so excited about.
-Kevin Fillips
Pump pump times 50 and no pressure. So cheese sandwiches. The next morning I went to my back up plan. Grilling. I grilled hot dogs for breakfast but never managed a good boil for either my coffee or the spaghetti. Back up number two was my bottle stove with fuel tabs. Boils water in a jiffy with sterno, but the fuel tabs fizzled.
Yesterday after kayaking and swimming at my aunt's nearby lake home, I mentioned my gas pressure problem. She and my uncle lent me some 3 in 1 oil. Apparently the pump seal dries out. Well considering the stove was my other uncle's and was stored nearly 20 years I figured it was likely. Last night I had my spaghetti dinner and this morning i have my coffee.
Fire rocks. I understand what all those cavemen were so excited about.
-Kevin Fillips
