Was a fairly dry arrangement on a Stewart Is. trip a year ago and was caught short for water during a two day hunt away from camp. Resorted to digging wee ponds in barely trickling creeks and sucking on anything remotely damp that I came across. All together, very dodgy but was fine for the rest of the trip till three days after arriving back home. Ended up living on tea and Wine biscuits for about a week as my stomach would launch anything else remotely resembling solid food. As for the other end, well, all I can say is that it was beyond rank. Had all the hallmarks of a Giardia infestation. Wasn’t all bad though, lost 5kg.
Only been crook like that once before back in the eighties in Fiordland. One of those situations where you need to constantly access whether you put your ass on the toilet or your face. If I was lucky, I’d spew on the way to the toilet, negating the need for last minute decision making when I got there.
Anyway, should be all good for another 35 years or so!!
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