My Dad had an old camping lamp. Dark green with rusty parts. I remember how he took that out when we needed light from the darkened woods. It always amazed me how he put that mesh cap on and lit it. The flint would sometimes take forever but just when you thought it wasn't going to light, it would. The table would glow with the turns of his hands. Add the warmth of the big fire and a great evening was had.
Those are my memories of camping. The new light that I have is easier to use. One even uses batteries. I bring both just in case. I don't use my Dad's lamp but I would if it still worked. I bet if he was here he'd know someway to make it.