We got there late Wednesday night and everything went smoothly until Friday night when we had a bit of a hard time sleeping due to the tent flapping in the wind. Undeterred, we spent all of Saturday fishing on the lake and were served a hard lesson by mother nature Saturday night. At some point around 1 AM we decided to switch tents because the red tent was made of a less noisy material. We uprooted the kids and all bedding and headed to the red tent. At about 2 AM I could take it no longer and got up having not slept for the previous few hours and needing to use the facilities. I was shocked by what I found. The majority of our campsite had been carried by the wind into the neighboring bushes and campsites. I spent a while searching for our items and battoning down the hatches. After about an hour of picking up and leaning into the wind, hubby came out to meet me and we agreed to move the kids (and ourselves) into great-grandma & great-grandpa's RV.Here's a shot of what our red tent looked like with 200+ pounds of hubby & kids in it plus another 200+ pounds of firewood (used to hold down the corners inside).
Here's a shot of what happened to our blue tent after we got out of it. Keep in mind that there was still 100+ pounds of firewood (in the hopes of the tent not blowing away) and all four of our bags full of clothes and shoes and other miscellaneous items. It was blown in the air several feet along the bushes.
I guess we should have paid attention when mother nature tried to warn us on Friday night that winds are coming.
