A Camping Weekend (revisited)


May 5 012

The  tent

It had eight poles, four different sizes. Each one fit between two pre-sewn pockets, so guesswork was out of the question. The second time I found myself puzzling over it I color-coded the poles, and the pockets. It was okay then.

Why would I buy such a monstrosity? I didn’t. A fellow gave it to me when he learned I was about to buy a tent. I imagine he still smiles when he thinks about how I labored with his gift.


This is the same tent, just bleached out from too much sun. Once we got the poles figured out it was a keeper.

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