Friday night was a bit chilly. It had rained in Central Texas for several days last week but my tent was only slightly wet in the corners and near the door. I mopped that up quickly and got my bed put together.
Saturday started off with only a slight drizzle, a misty day more like it. Not enough to soak you but you could tell it was raining. During the day there were the occasional downpour and we would all seek shelter in the pub. Only the die-hard rennies were still having fun..." 'tis a fine Scottish day, aye lass?" was heard more than once. "Reminds me o' the day spent hikin' in the moors."
We don't care if it's a bit rainy! We have enough mead!
At about 6 PM is when the heavy downpour started! And it lasted the rest of the night. Again, it didn't stop my friends and I from having fun. We just moved the party under the shelter of a canopy!
I was finally starting to feel completely soggy around 10:30 when I finally decided it was time for bed. I feel asleep to the rain on the tarp above my tent.
My tent ceiling.
You never seem to hear or notice birds singing when the sun comes up in the city... but out camping those damn birds are noisy! Don't get me wrong, I love being out in nature... I just wish I had some earplugs! My bed was nice and warn, the tent heater made me nice and toasty... but I knew it was cold out. At least the rain had stopped!
I don't wanna get out of bed!
One look at the weather made my heart sink a bit. It's cold... and it'll be raining soon again!
I struggled out of bed and into damp jeans and boots. I grabbed my soggy coat and stepped outside to greet the world! Thank the Gods I had brought another coat! I started packing all the wet stuff into the back of my vehicle. I was on the road by 10 and home and unpacked by 2.
I'm off to complete some shopping and chores now... then back home early to my real, warn and dry bed!
And how is all y'all's weekend going?