You’ve been on ‘That’ trip, right? You check the weather, you figure the time of year, you juggle the odds… “Oh, I guess I don’t need to pack a rain jacket.” That ups your chances for rain, by, say, fifty percent.
Forget your tent? It will storm.
If you are smart, though, and bring a rain suit, a three season tent, tarps, rope, umbrellas and a marquee, it probably won’t rain. If you also bring a case of those little throwaway ponchos for everyone on your camping trip who DIDN’T pack rain gear? Area drought. Be careful- you don’t want the local river to dry up in case there’s kayaking that weekend.
Like the scouts, be prepared. Bring stuff so you won’t need it.
Bob? Using rain gear? Nope, don’t see it.
Just like he doesn’t use shirts.
Probably, he brings tents and ponchos just so that no one else gets drenched.
Oh yeah. I long ago learned on an 8 day soggy (trust me, every place we went rained, as we travelled it rained, when we got there it rained, it followed us all they way home) and I have my hermetically triple layer sealed towel. My nice dry towel. My I won’t commit homicide and walk home, towel. Much longer story but I still have my triple sealed towel when we leave home.
Don’t Touch That Tarp!
Actually, couldn’t Bob just put the tent back up on the roof, like he did when the hole was up there? That might be an incentive to either stop Paste from bungee jumping anyway, or to keep Lowell from sneaking in and doing that Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible thing with the ropes.
Rain? You can go camping in the desert.
And that one miserable cloud with PMS will get blown your way and you will wake up at 3am with a sound like 11 alarm chili, strobe lights and your sleeping bag with you in it is floating that way, your tent you hope is still upstream there somewhere. If MomNature and the gremlins want, you’re going to get soaked…. (see the 8 day soggy and the reason I have a triple layered hermetically sealed dry towel in my stuff)
For Bob, getting rained on is just one more way of being one with nature.
Ever go winter camping? Went when I was 11 or 12 with the scouts … the snow was 18″ deep. The lake was covered in ice.
it took 2-3 hours to warm enough water to do ‘sponge’ baths in. Was a great trip. 😀
Willamette River edge, end of May. Temps topping upper 90’s to low 100’s. River full of glacial melt and about 33f. I managed to wash 3′ of hair in that kneeling on some rocks on my flipflops with a bar of soap. Almost as fun. (that was the one where we had a thousand, the boyscouts event had filled up the portajohns and the place would not answer calls before we got there, and the permanent facilities had all but one stall for each sex still working; and the local water was high mineral and gave you camp plague. FUN camping events… yah) I did tie my soda bottle to a bush to cool it, and later that day found about 40 others doing the same after seeing mine. We called it the refrigerator tree… glacially chilled beverages…
Yeah. It was 60F (15.5 C) on Oahu, man that sucked.
Oh waaah… c’mon, where I grew up 60f was bikini and swimming weather. (holding the thermometer because it was 57 and you wanted to go to the pool to swim; getting it to go warm enough then trying to get mom to look before it fell again)
Well, here, 60F is curl up into a ball while whimpering and whining pitifully weather.
What? I live in Hawaii.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have fun watching Dallas-ites pass through here and die below 50f. 🙂
50F? Noooo!!!
-200f windchill. That takes your breath away and the feeling in your thighs in five minutes even if you have a skidoo suit on. I grew up in a place where we got that at least once a winter. And they would send outside in grade school for recess. I moved farther south for a REASON. (oh yeah, at -61f your LPG does L and you have to use a bernzomatic to go gently warm everything up so your furnace runs again)
can’t picture bob using rain gear of any sort given how he is a free spirit yet to keep paste from removing the tarp due to not learning patients can see bob saying need rain gear
Just because Bob may not use raingear, doesn’t mean he wants anyone cursing the trip that way…