And yet, over he went. This is my 10 year old; joining me on a cool, 30 degree October weekend off of the Munger trail.
And at 4 a.m:
He slept right through it, and I woke him at 8 to go home. Good thing we were car camping and augmented the old school green Coleman bag with a comforter on top, because he was no longer on a pad.
I had time to take down my hammock to get a better photo. The flip never woke him.
These are cheap, P.O.S. Parrot Bay hammocks that already had torn bug nets. We used them because the bugs are done. No tarp for this night. To darn nice, and WAY to many stars to hide with PU nylon.