While picking my youngest up from cheer practice yest. afternoon I noticed some light gray rain clouds blowing in and got excited. Finally I thought, I can hang outside and not sweat to death. I beat the clouds home and ran inside to gather my rig for the night : XLC & OMW. As I started to set up, I realized that I might have miss judged the severity of those Innocent rain clouds..... Out of nowhere the wind picked up and before I knew it my XLC was a sail. I had just connected the OMW to the prussiks on my dutch zing it RL when all hell broke loose. The sky got pitch black and my tarp was in my face, whipping around with its lash it guy outs stinging me like 100 jellyfish. The rain began. Thunder boomed overhead as lightning streaked across the dark summer sky. I decided to get inside and abandon my precious. As I tried to free myself from the flapping silnylon, I noticed that every single 5' length of lash it had become tangled and knotted around its panel pull lines and me, becoming a maze of yellow cord inside like an octopus killing it's pray. I finally broke free from its yellow tenticals and started inside. As I moved from under the large locus tree a bolt of lightning cracked right above my head and I could smell the burnt air thick like summer soup in my mouth. I made it inside and turned to see my precious. The XLC pullouts flung loose and it was violently blowing in the wind like a half pitched sail, and the tarp was thrashing about becoming ever more tangled and tied up in its own lines.I watched and waited for over an hour as my precious danced like a rag doll at a pre school in the heavy driving rain and wind with bolts of lightning filling the summer sky. When it finally started to calm down I donned my Snugpak patrol poncho and headed out to survey the damage. To my surprise everything was whole still. But all the lash it was knotted and twisted into a nightmarish yellow rats nest. After 20 mins I was able to take it down but each line still had knots running up its 5' length. I got everything inside and hung up in my basement to begin picking the 500 tight micro knots out which will take days Im sure! So be careful if you plan to hang in ify weather, it can change in a blink. No hammock or tarp is worth getting killed over, even though we might push those limits sometimes.
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