the cook, the pot, the bushfire and his lover


Well there was no lover, from a trip I did late last year to the Pilbara. Dinner was cooked every night in camp ovens like that one above. A most awesome way to cook. I really like the way Bruce's head is blurred with motion, hey that lid was hot, I'd move quick too. Note the rings of fire on the hill in the background, the result of lightening strikes earlier in the day. They burnt through the night to give us a great lighting show.

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