Before my first swag, it was a foam mattress in the old ute, and before the fridge, it was the good old Eski. The eski would be full of the nasty sausage water you get when you just throw the whole bag from the butcher in and let it float around when the ice melts, and I can still remember the smell that would be etched into the tops of my cans. I often had pale swollen waterlogged cheese cubes floating around in there too. Actually, it's a real surprise I never got crook, but I guess the rum killed all the nasties. Am I making anyone hungry? Compared to others, I'm still a pretty rough camper, but I've come a long way, that's for sure.