Worst case scenario.

woodsman · 10-27-2010, 09:47 AM

Whats the worst thing that happened to your tent ?
Mine was way back when I borrowed a friends tent because I didn't have time to buy a new one before I set off on my trip and the old one got shredded in my previous trip either way I digress, it was a simple tent basically new since my friend wasn't really the camping type and it wasn't really designed for rain and with my luck I managed to get caught up in the mother of all storms, the clothes that were in my backpack got so wet in under 5 minutes that I needed to put them in the dryer when I got back from the trip.

Michael · 10-27-2010, 10:18 AM

I forgot to put down a tarp when camping in the snow one winter. I woke up in the middle of the night totally drenched, the snow beneath me having melted and soaked through the bottom of the tent.

It was more horrible for me than for the tent. I don't think I've been as cold in my entire life, except for that time I fell into a partially frozen river.

lbean · 10-27-2010, 05:25 PM

I do not know how it happened but we were camping and some how the kids cut a whole in the tent. I never did get a straight story about how it happened but I still made them pay for replacing it.

dinosaur · 10-27-2010, 07:07 PM

So far the worst thing that happened to me was when I was day camping and got caught in a tornado. I got down along the bank of the creek I was fishing and tied down everything I could. I grabbed my dog and held him close while holding the base of a small tree and prayed. The wind got pretty bad and the trees above us blew apart but we stayed there. It passed within minutes that seemed longer and it was over. I was twelve at the time. It was a long time ago. We both made it. I miss my dog now.

Pril · 12-06-2010, 07:42 PM

I had a tent that looked like a cabin. and the rain made puddles in the roof. as we drained the puddles from the inside pushing out. the snap that held it to the pole in the middle snaped. so any more rain would have went in the tent. The fun part about it is the rain did come and was angled just right where it didn't even backsplash in.
Wonder if nature knew it was my honeymoon?? lol

oh and another tip when i was state camping the screen room imploded or just fell down from the rain... and broke!

My husband has one where his tent flooded. his laptop was in there too.. lol thank goodness we upgraded.

Amelie · 12-26-2010, 08:57 AM

My worst tent scenario was when a herd of cows (and their resident bull) entered the field in the middle of the night and started "ruminating" in a circle around the tent. It was a bit of a shock - they were the big Scottish breed with a red shaggy coat and huge horns.

As it happened they were very gentle and curious - even the bull.

As for the tent, it survived being sat on by (the farmer later told) was the grand old matriarch of the herd.

He gave me a dram of single malt with my breakfast !

Erwin · 12-26-2010, 10:25 AM

The worst tent story we have is when we were camping about 5 years ago we had a huge wind storm and it blew our tent about a half mile away then we got it set back up forgetting we didn't have the ground cover and it rained the next night. So we woke up soked luckily the cloths were in the car. Then it was a nice day so we went canoeing to come back and find that coons had taken over our food and tent. WE LEFT!

Grandpa · 12-26-2010, 04:48 PM

Tent + middle of night + skunk = bad experience

YogiBear · 01-21-2011, 09:05 AM

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Originally Posted by Grandpa

Tent + middle of night + skunk = bad experience

Grandpa that does sound like a horrible experience. The worse experience I had camping that I remember was when I was a kid and my dad decided to take us all camping. Instead of the usual tent he bought a net tent. There are five of us and he and I were the only ones that slept in it and got ate up by mosquitoes.

BCBabe · 01-27-2011, 07:53 AM

I wasn't in a tent, but I did have the living Hell scared out of me.

It was a course on survival skills, it was me and some grub, rope, and a lighter out in the boondocks for a few days: the course leaders would check in twice a day, but otherwise, that was it, I was on my own.

I'd made myself a lean-to of sorts, and made sure it was as dry as I could make it, trenching the surrounding area, that idea....

I woke up in the middle of the night, the fire basically out, to find something 'rooting' around the edges of my sleeping bag. As I came to, it was to register a set of eyes staring at me from outside the lean-to as the 'rooting' went on.

I hollered, and that sent a raccoon out of the lean-to at Mach 5: guess what had been 'rooting' around my sleeping bag? There was a family of them, curious, and the boldest of them had come into the lean-to... and succeeded in scaring the living bejabbers out of me.

I wasn't an adult yet, by the way, I was still in my mid-teens.