Hmm, it's going to be hard to align my hang any other way, I only have one way to hang in my backyard.
I tried again last night, it was a still night and I still had everything left hanging outside from the night before. I wasn't going to hang on a worknight but I really wanted to try it. It was lightly snowing and I've never slept outside in the snow before, but it was only a little below freezing, so I thought what the hell, and grabbed my stuff and went out.
I was very comfy and it was very peaceful out there. I dozed off and then later on I felt my tarp slapping. It didn't feel like wind, there seemed to be a certain amount of agency to it, but I thought to myself, "you're imagining things, it's just a bit of wind".
Then it happened again, Slap Slap Slap, from my tarp. Then I heard a little tinkling sound. I looked down over the edge of my hammock and there was my cat! Last I had seen him he was curled up on the back of the couch inside, but he had gone out through the cat door that opens under my front porch, come round the back and joined me under the tarp. Snow was building up around the edges of the tarp (a couple of inches had fallen since I had gone out there), and even though it was about a half moon it was quite bright out. As the snowflakes were hitting my tarp they were silhouetted against the sky. My crazy cat must have thought (speaking of agency again) that they were something to catch and eat, and he was jumping up and darting back and forth under me trying to catch snowflake shadows against my tarp!
He generally hates the snow, so I was watching him thinking how ridiculously cute he was and not a little insane... then I realized he was swotting at my tarp with very sharp claws, so yelled at him and he ran off somewhere else. Crazy cat.
The snowstorm really picked up after that and it started blowing hard again, so I went back inside about 1.00am.
It occurs to me that if I was out in the woods with that setup I would have no choice but to stay all night in the hammock, and as such I would probably sleep fine. I have before, but admittedly not in such high winds.
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