Influencer II
- 2,192
- First Name
- Mike
- Last Name
- Johnston
- Member #
25039
- Ham/GMRS Callsign
- KN6OIW
I have two white RotoPax cans for drinking water. They have been good to me. No drama. I have mounted them a dozen different ways over the years, like a man trying to solve the same problem with more brackets.
Now I am re evaluating my build and downsizing, which is a polite way of saying I am standing in the driveway, staring at my gear, and asking myself what I was trying to prove in the first place.
That is when the ugly thought crept in. Diesel fuel.
Just saying it out loud makes my nostrils flare. Diesel has a personality. It is loud. It is clingy. It does not leave quietly. It moves into your life like an unemployed cousin and suddenly your whole world smells like a truck stop breakfast.
But if I actually need to carry diesel, the first idea that pops into my head is the same brand I already own. RotoPax. Easy, right?
Then I remembered how these things pour.
For anyone who has not done the ritual: you unscrew the lid, pull out the pour spout that has been soaking in whatever liquid lives inside the container, flip it upside down, jam it through the lid, tighten it back down, and then pour.
With water, it is fine. Water is honest. Water does not haunt you.
With fuel, and especially diesel, that whole process feels like a holy nightmare. Because now you are handling a spout that is already coated. You are flipping it. You are threading it. You are tightening it. And in my mind, I am forever dripping and slinging diesel onto the can, the mount, the tailgate, my hands, my shoes, and eventually my pants. The kind of smell that does not wash out. Now, I know some of you guys like to date women who think that smell counts as cologne. More power to you. No offense. That is not me. I am not trying to roll into dinner smelling like I just wrestled a semi truck behind a gas station.
So is this a design flaw, or am I being dramatic in the normal healthy way?
If you carry diesel in these, what has your real world experience been with this debauchery, and how did you get the diesel smell out of your pants?
Now I am re evaluating my build and downsizing, which is a polite way of saying I am standing in the driveway, staring at my gear, and asking myself what I was trying to prove in the first place.
That is when the ugly thought crept in. Diesel fuel.
Just saying it out loud makes my nostrils flare. Diesel has a personality. It is loud. It is clingy. It does not leave quietly. It moves into your life like an unemployed cousin and suddenly your whole world smells like a truck stop breakfast.
But if I actually need to carry diesel, the first idea that pops into my head is the same brand I already own. RotoPax. Easy, right?
Then I remembered how these things pour.
For anyone who has not done the ritual: you unscrew the lid, pull out the pour spout that has been soaking in whatever liquid lives inside the container, flip it upside down, jam it through the lid, tighten it back down, and then pour.
With water, it is fine. Water is honest. Water does not haunt you.
With fuel, and especially diesel, that whole process feels like a holy nightmare. Because now you are handling a spout that is already coated. You are flipping it. You are threading it. You are tightening it. And in my mind, I am forever dripping and slinging diesel onto the can, the mount, the tailgate, my hands, my shoes, and eventually my pants. The kind of smell that does not wash out. Now, I know some of you guys like to date women who think that smell counts as cologne. More power to you. No offense. That is not me. I am not trying to roll into dinner smelling like I just wrestled a semi truck behind a gas station.
So is this a design flaw, or am I being dramatic in the normal healthy way?
If you carry diesel in these, what has your real world experience been with this debauchery, and how did you get the diesel smell out of your pants?
