rain.
went to inobong to camp the night.
went too late, the gate was closed. (it closes at 5.. so yeah)
in the tent we could hear the rumble of thunder in a distance,
that forecast a rainy night
woke up at 12 to take a piss,
tide down the flysheet and looped the ends over the edges,
realized that i didn't bring cordage to tie the guy lines that pull out the middle part of the flysheet to prevent it from touching the inner layer,
so much for being prepared.
"it is no used to be prepared in things, when no action is taken to use them"
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