The wind is blowing variably between 10 and 15 mph and every time it ramps up to the 15 mph range the roof pops like the sound you hear when you squeeze a soda can. Except, I seem to be inside the can. I fret a bit, think about crawling up on the roof and come to my senses. What would I learn up there in the middle of the night?
This is not my first night in this rig. I spent 3 weeks in Utah last month and camped in much higher winds and lower temperatnures at elevation.
The wind serms to be calming down, I took two belts of bourbon and I will try to catch forty winks before I go completely winky bonkers. But WTF?
Any thoights from the WTW Collective Brain Trust?
Edited by CamperCamper, 12 November 2017 - 01:13 AM.