Me, Diablo, the moon in broad daylight ... an omen. (pic by lsalamida.)The coffee maker didn't work. That was the last straw. Halfway up Mount Diablo on a cold windy morning, we thought we could at least have freshly brewed coffee. On this camping trip, the fire danger was not only "high", which made wood burning out of the question, the wind gusts made the fire danger "extreme"; We couldn't even light our camping stoves. "High" and "extreme" might be good for a Red-Bull-sponsored sporting event, but not for camping.
Actually, if anything, Lisa and I take taking car camping to the extreme. We'd brought our coffee maker to plug into the car's cigarette lighter. Coffee while camping is always tricky. This didn't work either. Not enough watts to operate the water pump, I guess. Should'a QA'd this.
The evening before, we had no firelog, s'mores, or a warm dinner. That's cool. I'd brought my bike and spent the afternoon climbing. I was pooped and was laid out shortly after sunset. Plus, camping is like the fisherman's adage: The worst day beats work any time.
But no coffee for breakfast? Pack up the tent and let's get outta here.
At least it wasn't one of those epic camping failures like the time we stubbornly setup camp in 100-degree heat only to pack up an hour later. Or the time we rushed out first thing in the morning to get a prime first-come camping spot, only to find out the mountain was closed for a cycling race.
Speaking of coffee, there's this funny bit of dialog from "Battlestar Galactica":
"Colonel, seven other container ships are now refusing to release their supplies. Food, medicine, even coffee."
"Coffee?!? ... Frak this. ... I'm sending in the marines."
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Usually we bring a french press and make coffee that way. But if you can't have a fire or campstove to heat the water, that's not going to work very well.