Not that I suggest doing this for your daily-driver stove, but as a public-service reminder that, in a pinch, you can cobble together an alcohol stove from the trash. Â Say, if you were on a caribou-infested Aleutian island, you’d somehow gotten denatured ethanol there, but Manfred’s gear went to King Salmon instead of Adak.
So we ate some tuna and soup, poked 8 holes in the tuna can, and used two tent stakes as spacers. Â It worked quite well inside, but a lot less well in the wind. Â A larger can or just some aluminum foil as a windscreen would have helped a lot, but as it was, it enabled us to do hot meals and drinks. Â Once Manfred’s gear arrived, 4 days later, everything was much more efficient with his Caldera Cone.
