First, I am having trouble loading pics, tonight. So pics will be later. Last weekend I took a group of Scouts out to Mobjack bay. We do this trip every year, the first weekend after Labor day, weather providing. The last two years, we had to cancel because of the weather. But this year, it was great. We camp right on the beach, with no trees nearby. This is the trip that I originally built my Turtledog stand for. I set up the stand and tarp only, to start with. So I would have plenty of room and shade for the day, while relaxing in my chair, or eating meals. When it started getting dark I set up the hammock, my DIY with integrated bugnet. Everything was great, a nice breeze all day, helps keep the flying bugs at bay. I laid down to sleep around 9:30 and about 10 the wind kicked up. I kept waking up to the sound of my tarp blowing in the wind. Wake up and then dooze off, repeat. Finally, about 1:00am, the wind got really bad. Not sure how high, but some guessed around 30 to 40 MPH gust. I was worried about my tarp being shredded. I had my SF, and kept waiting for one of the guy tieouts to pull off, or the shock cord to break. They held, but I couldn't take it anymore, and didn't want to ruin a great tarp. The wind was blowing sand so much, it filled my Crocs in just a few minutes. So I didn't want to chance sleeping with out the tarp, in just the hammock.
I often have wondered at what point someone would abandon a hammock and head for the ground, and this was mine. There was an old blue tarp that was covering the fire wood, and just a few pieces of wood left that were holding it down. I grabbed the tarp, folded it, so that the wind was blowing towards the back, laid my dry bags and chair on it, to hold it in place, grabbed my hammock PLUQ and PLTQ, threw them in between the layers of the blue tarp, and took down my SF. Crawled inside, and went to sleep, sort of.
I looked out, about 30 mins after laying down, to see one of my assistants messing with his t**t, I asked if he was OK, and he was. The next morning, I found out that a big gust had blown him over and he had gotten out to try and stake it back down. He buried his cooler in the sand, and tied a strap from in to the top of his t**t to hold it in place.
Any suggestions as to how to handle this any better? There was not much shelter from the wind, no hills to block it. I have a Handy Hammock, and didn't bring it, because I didn't have the longer sand stakes. It may have done a better job, being lower to the ground, but I just don't know. The rest of the night was pretty bad, sleeping on the ground. But at least I still have my tarp in one piece..........RR
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