that I got last night, but I'll be checking out mid-day to continue
back east to the gas station where I left my tent poles. My father is currently driving up from Chicago in my vauge direction (this was planned before I lost the poles, he was going to be meeting me in Winnipeg, but is now heading more east) with another tent, one that is hopefully waterproof.
If I find the tent poles (unlikely), I will head back northwest to
Chapais, which takes me through a lot more wilderness. If I don't
find them, I'm going to head south, in the direction of Montreal,
hotel it again tonight, and keep pushing west until I meet up with my dad.
Regarding the Jack Wolfskin not being waterproof, it's not the seams,
it's the material itself. Water just soaks through it at an amazing
rate. Not sure if that's just a factor of age? I mean, everything
else about the tent is great, but I spent two days getting rained on,
and ended up being just as wet inside the tent as I would have been
outside.
I got distracted by an airshow yesterday, so I wasted most of it taking pictures of aircraft. And getting sunburned. I'll post about that all later.
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