A weekend away camping in the glorious English summer leaves the chore of trying to get the rain soaked tent dry. We have one of those pop-up tents, it's handy in that it goes up in seconds upon arrival at the campsite, but beyond that it is a bit of a cumbersome beast. It doesn't pop-down, it has to be wrestled into an unsatisfactory tangle of fixed hoop poles and a non separating double skin of canvas. Having spent 24 hours simply popped up in the backyard getting ever wetter the sun has put in an appearance. I realised just leaving it stood half in the shade was not going to be sufficient and a more concerted effort had to be made. In a manner akin to a cross between the assault course and mental agility rounds of The Krypton Factor it is now filling the entire back yard carabinered upside-down to the washing line in a manner that would have Gordon Burns giving me bonus points. If the weather could just be dry for an hour I reckon I'll progress to the next round and get to try and pack it away.
4 comments:
lol! our tent had actually dried, got wet again, then nearly dried, then wetter than before. it's now u in the loft getting moldy!
Lol, I've just set mine up in the garage to dry out. It is still soaked inside and out. I could pour the water out of it.
Still trying to dry out my sleeping bag(s) too.
Kate, red - good luck with your tents! Mine, finally dry enough to pack away.
lol we always watch the pop up tent people pack away with a big smile on our faces. You described it well.
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