It’s a little bigger than a drinks can and burns twigs and cones. Having run a marathon-and-a-quarter you don’t have time to collect a mountain of wood, light and tend to a fire and wait for it to die down to cook on – you need food and quick! But running through an endless sea of trees (as i have been in Sweden) it does seem silly to ignore all the fuel around you and carry fuel/gas for a stove all the way across a country.įor my cooking I’m using a mini wood-gas stove. It takes some planning and it takes time but if you’re on holiday you have all the time you need and the sitting around waiting for the roaring flames to bed down to embers you can cook on is just plain relaxing and a great time for a beer. Imagine cooking in the woods and the romantic image that springs to mind is an open wood fire and your pans or kettles suspended above the flames or resting on the coals, as you roast marshmallow on a stick… As nice a romantic image as that is, it’s a royal pain in the backside feeding an open log fire you spend so much time collecting and cutting wood you barely have time to keep the fire going, let alone sit around it basking in the warm glow of the flames! Instead you wind up cold and tired and then finally you can start thinking about cooking… It can be done, and ideally with a group.
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