We’re sitting on the dry banks of the Campaspe River at Ayson’s Reserve outside Elmore in Victoria. It’s summer and it’s hot, damned hot. Even the cockies have stopped their screeching. We loll about under our mates’ awning drinking cold beer and pondering this camping life. “How cold is the beer?” Any true blue Aussie would ask. Well the boys are playing with the remote thermometer and so far have checked our van fridge, Richie’s van fridge and Brian’s Techni Ice fridge. Richie’s Waeco will be next. I’m sure that by tonight we’ll have scientific proof as to which fridge is the coldest. Then I suppose someone will mention economics and it’ll be on again. “But how many bags of ice have you bought mate?”
We discuss the need for carrying a chainsaw for cutting firewood versus buying a bag of wood somewhere along the way when we need it. But hey, chainsaws are reasonably heavy and take up quite a bit of space but hang on it’s far too hot for a fire anyway.