I used my hammock at Scout camp this year and everything was great until Wednesday morning around 2:30 am. I'm sleeping like a baby, when I wake up hurting. It turned out that the stick I used, at for the head end, must have exploded after the rain the previous day. When I woke up enough to figure out that I was on the ground and climb out of the hammock the marlin spike was gone and no sign of the stick. I have since learned and made a spike out of a metal knitting needle.
I asked the other leaders if they felt the earth quake earlier that morning. When they asked when it happened I told them when my hammock fell.
more then i can count.
"Tenting is equivalent to a bum crawling into a cardboard box, hammocking is an art" KK
This past Summer on the AT, one of my Scouts found out what happens when you hang too close to the ground over jagged PA rocks.
He learned this valuable lesson on our first night and here's how he slept the rest of the week.
What a trooper!
No one will ever be able to attest to this because the group of boy scouts I was with were all in the shelter at the time, but let's just say that it's better to have the foot end ever so slightly lower than the foot end
It was the middle of the night and I woke up for a call of nature, not realizing where I was in the hammock... yep, I looked down and I was sitting right on the velcro... not for very long as it happens, since in the next nano-second I was on the hard ground.
I was thankful that I moved the big rock that was right outside the opening prior to going to sleep
-Sap
The perversity of the universe tends towards a maximum. -- O'Toole's Corollary of Finagle's Law
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