RUGGED AND BUILT FOR THE OUTDOORS: Engineered for portability and high-performance, this soft-sided cooler bag makes your next beach day, hike, or picnic more perfect; Anything but small, holding 10 liters or 6 cans + ice; Dimensions (L x W x H): 8 x 8 x 16 inches
EFFORTLESS HANDS-FREE CARRY: Lightweight, backpack-style cooler with a double padded and ventilated sling strap leaves both your arms free to grab your surfboard, fishing pole, or any other adventure gear
EASY ACCESS INTERIOR: Accessible roll-top design opens wide, letting you load up and find what you're looking for easily; Fully collapsible cooler rolls to store easily on the way to your destination or when not in use
24+ HOURS OF COOLING: Ultra-tough Muleskin Exterior and Interior plus PolarLayer Insulation ensures toughness, strength, superior ice retention, and maintains ice-like temperatures for up to 2 days
LEAKPROOF, BUOYANT, AND WATERPROOF: Welded seams and zipper-less closure means no leaks making this a waterproof cooler and it floats right alongside your kayak
Always Cold Design
These coolers are designed to retain solid ice for over 24 hours. Trust that your lunch will stay fresh and your drinks will stay cold during your day-long hikes, hanging out on the beach, or tailgating with friends.
Portable and Hands-Free
With the Icemule cooler, the included carry straps let you carry your cooler with ease comfortably on your back. This hands-free design lets you transport your cooler and any other gear that your adventure requires.
Skip the zipper and easily access your goods with Icemule's roll-top design. The roll-top design has many benefits including waterproof storage, a wide opening for easy access and more storage space, and buoyancy when you take it with you on the water.
Take your cooler on nearly any adventure whether you're hitting the water or the trails. It's designed to be fully collapsible for easy storage on your trips. Simply roll it up and store it in your pack or vehicle.
As if this cooler wasn't already perfect, it floats. The welded seams and zipper-less design means buoyancy and no leaks. Whether you're caught in some messy weather or out on your paddleboard, your goods will be dry and your cooler won't be lost at sea.
At the end of a long and delicious night of revelry in the bars and bouzouki clubs of the Plaka, the ancient Athens neighborhood clustered against the base of the Acropolis, I followed my group of friends through the dark city streets into the odoriferous maze of the Central Market. Passing shuttered fish stalls, butcher shops, spice emporiums, and a drunk relieving himself against a wall, we entered a narrow side street. There we took our places in a queue that snaked down a flight of stairs and into a basement establishment. I thought at first that we had arrived at yet another watering hole, but when we were finally ushered inside I saw that it was something else entirely: a cavernous subterranean eatery, as crowded and raucous as if it were lunchtime. Beneath the glare of bare bulbs dangling into curls of cigarette smoke, customers dined shoulder to shoulder: revelers like us finishing a night on the town and workingmen — butchers, fishmongers, and vegetable dealers — seeking early morning sustenance before opening their stalls in the Central Market. “We already ate tonight. What are we doing here?” I asked my friend Adonis, an Athenian and our unofficial guide for the evening. “We’ve come for a bowl of soup,” he said, “but not just any soup.” This was patsa, he explained reverentially. “Salvation in a bowl” — a restorative tonic that would cleanse and bolster our blood and our livers and prevent what seemed to be inevitable after such a fine night: one hell of a hangover.
As soon as we were seated, a waiter arrived and covered our table with clean white butcher paper, snapping it into place with metal clips. Within moments he returned with a tray full of steaming bowls of pungently aromatic soup that he allowed to slop over the sides in his rush to serve us and the rest of the hungry crowd.
A tonic? My “salvation”? I mused to myself as I stared into my bowl. It looked more like broth to me. But as Adonis lifted his spoon to his mouth, he looked at me and said, “To this, my dear, we will be thankful tomorrow.” And he was right. …read more