Last year when we went camping, we had an unusual food waste situation when a black labrador rampaged through our 'kitchen'.
|Spot the wasps!|
This year it wasn't the dogs, it was the wasps. At our first camp site, we battled them continually, and finally, they won. In our absence one day, they bored through a bag of sugar that Husband had forgotten to put in the zipped bag, and found a few strawberries left in a punnet. We salvaged half the bag of sugar and tried to use the strawberries as a wasp trap by positioning it some distance away from the tent. This did indeed attract a lot of wasps but unfortunately some remained loyal to us and our sweet treats.
By the end of the five days we spent there, despite trying to take a peaceful, zen approach to wasp attacks, we were swiping maniacally at anything stripy or anything that brushed wasp-like against the skin.
Apart from that there was no more holiday food waste. We were so busy working up an appetite walking and cycling that every scrap of food was devoured with no chance of any going to waste!
|Hill walking in the Brecon Beacons = lots of food eaten = not much food waste!|