The animal story is,not too long after going to sleep, I woke up to a coon or similar sized critter coming right toward me. The throw something at it trick worked ,and soon i was dozing off again.The wake up call came again in the form of cramp in the keester mouce.The sound of it crawling through the leaves is kind of normal so i didnt let it bother me much. The sound of it climbing the trees i was hanging on was kind of new to me,but the chewing tearing sound coming from my pack put me into the OH NO HE DIDNT mode.
I get up to get it taken care of ,trying to get to my pack as fast as i can. You have to picture me getting out of my tarped area that i was experimenting with to see how low i could go to get out of the wind. To add to the frustration im barefoot ,and for the life of me cant find where my glasses fell to.
Getting out was thing of beauty,tripping on my guy lines,the brand new cuban fiber tarp took a direct hit breaking the ring that holds the ridge line to the loop,bringing the thing down with me. The face plant was so hard that it lead digitizer to ask in the morning,did you hear that tree fall last night?
I finally get to my pack shaking and pounding on it,but i see no mouce. The concern goes back to the tarp,i was relieved to see the ring snapped under the impact of my fall,but threading the cordage through the loop presented its challenges in the dark with my glasses on the a.w.o.l. list.
I was then back in the ridge runner, it seemed lower to me getting in ,but i was so glad to be warm again i settled for the hang the way it was. The coon came back two more times keeping me on alert mode.
Somewhere close to sun up i started to feel the cold coming in through the u q.the fall shifted my hang point down,and i didnt know i had down touching the ground soaking up the ground moisture. I wrote it all off to a learning experience and humbly made it to be the last one to the morning fire.I pulled out my oatmeal to find a mouce hole chewed in the package. I instantly was transported to the days of my youth and saw sylvester the cat with a disgusted look on his face after being outsmarted by speedy gonzalas,saying "i hates mieces to pieces",now i do too.
Originally Posted by SkyPainter
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