Retail therapy?

The issue with being a gear nut: a good sale is just too hard to resist.

When the outlaws turned up on Saturday to announce they'd just bought a new sleeping bag at the fairydown clearance sale, my interest was immediately captured. Matt bought a Fairydown Scorpion for only $350, which is a massive bargain.

Like some weird gravitational pull Hornby mall slowly and irresistibly exerted it's influence on me. By Sunday afternoon it was impossible to ignore.

My intimate knowledge of gear cattledogs enabled me to walk straight towards the sleeping bag bin.
As though in a trance I grabbed the item I was after, a Superlight Dryloft sleeping bag.
My God: only $318, full price is $700

I made sure I didn't look left or right, just high tailed it to the cash register and got out of there.

It was a close escape, out of the corner of my eye I could see a good looking down jacket, just right for these frigid times at 43 degrees south. But I made it to the door, steely resolve prevailed and I didn't look back.

Phew, it was freezing outside. My head cleared immediately and the drive home with a jet black sky behind calmed me, Pacific Heights on the CD player drilling out an urban bassline to herald the approaching winter squall.