Last night we cooked a vegetable stew over the gas camping stove. As yet we have not had a chance to light a camp fire.
Our supply of food includes all sorts of meals...from canned soup, pasta sauces, fresh fruit and vegetables, a variety of grains and cereals, frozen meat, dried pulses, and more.
We're stilled worried about how much of our fresh fruit and vegetables we're going to have to part with so this morning I cooked up some of the granny smith apples and turned them into a yummy apple sauce. We packed these into small clip lock bags, cooled them down and then popped them into the freezer. I did pretty much the same with some green beans last night, blanching them, cooling them, popping into clip lock bags and freezing. I don't want to waste the lovely fresh produce we purchased from the growers' markets before setting off on our trip.
Last night's left overs were also packed into a container, cooled and popped into the freezer for another meal.
I felt like I was back at home, cooking in my kitchen, trying to be thrifty and making the most of our supplies.
It was another cold night last night but what I love most about camping is waking up to a sunrise that is unhampered by architecture, or as in our case at home, the natural geographical landscape of a small valley.
I felt like I was back at home, cooking in my kitchen, trying to be thrifty and making the most of our supplies.
It was another cold night last night but what I love most about camping is waking up to a sunrise that is unhampered by architecture, or as in our case at home, the natural geographical landscape of a small valley.
This morning light was startling, yet soft.
Unfortunately we didn't wake early enough to catch the full impact of sunrise.
The birds are not abundant either, probably because it's too cold and they have more sense then what we do, heading to warmer climates.
All along Andrew has insisted he wants to go to Wilcannia on the way to Broken Hill, but our stop there was brief, we re-fueled, and took the Menindee-Wilcannia Road to Nelia Gaari Station on the Darling River, to see if we could camp there for the night.
The terrain now is flat,
red,
dusty,
and you know you're in the outback when you have to open the gate to reach your destination...
The GPS sent us on a bit of a wild goose chase but...
I remembered...(the Golden Fleece!)...
and we were set straight once more.
Even though the weather looked a little threatening on our drive in
we are now camped on the banks of the mighty Darling River, the entire camp spot to ourselves, fire roaring, stars shining above.
Good night!
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