We hadn’t
heard any rain during the night, so of course it started sprinkling as we woke
up. It was off and on and we
managed to break camp and made food during the dry spells. During the day the rain continued off
and on, but we were well bundled up and the weather stayed pretty warm. The weather called for thunderstorms
and high winds on Monday night, so we tried to look for a sheltered camp.
Unfortunately, our timing was off and
we had to go around one last bend to find a suitable camp. By the time we were able to pull off,
it was getting dark and we had to take what we could get. That left us an open sandbar next to a
lagoon with a huge dead fish. We
made camp and food with no trouble, but woke up around 10 when the side of the
tent tried to attack Aaron. We
spent the next hour or so splayed out holding down the tent with our hands and
feet. We were able to batten down
the corners with water bottles and eventually the wind died enough for us to sleep.
And
then it changed directions and it was my turn to get tent suffocated. This time it didn’t die down and the
entire night was a lesson in tent staking. Aaron eventually made a dash through the rain to the canoe
and brought all the paddles we had.
He put the handles through the tent loops and dug the blades in as far
as the would go. This kept the
tent on the ground, for the most part, but the wind still wouldn’t let us have
a good night sleep. By morning we
were more tired than when we had gone to bed, but at least the tent was still a
tent and we were still dry.
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