So this year, I am going to do it right or suffer the consequences of thirst (not to mention shame and humiliation). To that end, I'm going to practice melting snow. It's very complicated.
|Somebody thought it'd be a good idea to drive their truck down the snowmobile trail. It didn't last all that long but it about gave me fits. I can't imagine that snowmobilers like it much, either.|
|A single snowmobile had passed when the snow was soft last weekend - and they had since frozen. The firmest part of the trail was the center tread.|
|After a bit of trouble getting the stove lit (I think the alcohol may have gotten some condensation in it) it worked pretty well to melt some snow.|
|The stove (which is also the pot support) melted into the snow a bit.|
|I got enough snow to melt to about fill the pot.|
|The stove was a little alcohol contraption that I made with a pop can. And it weighs .3 oz and fits inside the pot so it doesn't take up any more space.|
|The stove fits in the pot (as does the small fuel bottle I was using) so things pack up pretty small and easily fits in my frame bag.|
Thanksgiving day I went for a quick, easy spin to stretch the legs and get some fresh air. I only rode like 30 minutes.