It was a beautiful Labor Day weekend. On a whim, we decided on a weekend camping getaway. On the last night, a rainstorm passed through while we were at dinner. We had a decision to make, stay the last night or make an early escape. During a break in the showers, we decided to start tearing down the tents. Decision made a little too late, as the rain flys were removed the torrential downpour came. Now we had to pack up and get out in a hurry. We threw everything in the back of the Nissan, all of it soaked including us. As we attempted to unlock our bicycles in the pouring rain, I could not help but stop and laugh. We were soaked and miserable, but it is a moment I will never forget.
The next day this is what our backyard looked like as we tried to dry everything out.
Note to self: Check the weather forecast when camping. A big oops on our part but a fun memory.
It was a similar event in June that led me to buy the tiny camper. My garage had the following hung in it for a week: 2 tents, 3 tent vestibules, 2 rain flys, 2 tarps, and a canopy.
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I can absolutely relate to this! But we live and learn hey?
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