We only walked a couple of kilometres from our house and into the woods. The camp was set at dusk just far enough away that we disappeared into our own world as darkness spread through the pine trunks.
It was on this trip that Sif grew into her role as the family’s wilderness chef. Whether it was because she was tired of freeze-dried food, couscous, rice, sausages, oatmeal or other basic outdoor food I’m not sure of. What I do know is that she spent most of the afternoon at home frying minced meat, caramelising onions, grating cheese, cutting vegetables, making damper and much more, before she packed all of it into small boxes and bags. With a determined look on her face she raised the bar for our family’s future gastronomic ventures in the outdoors and served us wilderness pizza warmed on the fire later in the evening. The English style breakfast next morning with eggs, bacon, baked beans and damper heralded perhaps a new era – farewell to freeze dried food.
Wilderness pizza over a campfire.
Sif prepares a new wilderness pizza for the campfire.
Good times around the campfire.
Baking bread on the campfire.
Outdoor ukulele fun in the morning.
Autumn joy in the outdoors.
Incredible, warm shots.
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Thanks a lot – glad you liked them!
Cheers,
Mikkel
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Reblogged this on hannaswalk – ok mostly others at the moment and commented:
That is a good example to follow, well done Sif!
Cheers, Hanna
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts and photos. Love your photos! By the way, are you on Instagram? If so, send me an email with your IG name.
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Sounds – and looks – delicious!
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Thanks, Cass – freeze dried food has its time, just not all the time 😉
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Great pics and stories. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks! Glad you liked it 😀
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