A couple of days ago I pulled apart the modified sheet bend I have been using to attach my whoopies to my hammock with the idea of whipping the ends instead. Ostensibly, I did this to add 4 or 5 inches to my hammock length, but really, with my next projected campout over a month away, it was just an excuse to mess around with my hammock—I’m getting antsy.
As I was pulling the sheet bend apart, I was reminded of how my greed, carelessness, and that sheet bend led to my first hammock failure (yes, sadly, I did say first—there have been others ), and I thought it might be instructive (read as ‘entertaining’) to hear some stories/lessons fellow hangers have learned the hard way. I only say first hammock failure because (a) that one leaves a lasting impression that teaches you humility, and (b) it implies that a cautious disposition is just as important as the hammock you decide to bring. If you prefer to relate a hammock failure other than the first… feel free to bring it on!