Rain + Camping + Music festivals. Would you? There’s a fine line between the cathartic and chaotic qualities of rain. It can be about more than a couple of inches filling the rain gauge. It’s a feeling. Rain’s gently soothing ways, versus the ominous blackness of approaching clouds. The introspection of our greater place in it all, against the unnerving shrill of a weather alert blaring from your smartphone.
Though we may find pleasure in rain, sometimes, like dogs and other animals, you just know a storm is out there and shit’s about to go sideways. It’s instinctual, from back when early homo sapiens would scramble into their caves as the clouds loomed and the gods boomed in discontent. As those winds suddenly changed direction and the air turned cool, they just knew the heavens were angry. Today, campers among us head to the safety of the RV or the tent or the car. But the gut reaction is the same. Must. Seek. Shelter.
When camping in the woods or a music festival, are you prepared to weather any storm?
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