Thread: When men were men

Originally Posted by gundoc

Ahh yes. Memories of steep hills, leaky rumpty huts, even rumptier bivvies, heavy Anson D-ring boots festooned with hobnails and tricounies, Mountain Mule tanker frame packs, white spirit stoves, bulky food (apart from Deb instant mashed spuds and freeze-dried peas), woollen clothing which weighed a ton when wet, an oilskin parka, a Fairydown bag, my trusty .303 and a Green River knife. Those were the days! Yeah, right. Looking back we must have been bloody mad! Still, I wouldn't have missed it for quids! Hitting civilisation after a few weeks in the hills with a pocketful of cash also conjures up a few memories! The gear available today makes us look like Neanderthals!

You forgot to add; the b.o. pong around you after weeks in the bush and how others in civilization noticed it even when you didn’t !