[pickle]

By pickle

The stuff of nightmares...

Last night it rained so hard our tent breached, and we were in dire straits. A lake collected in the middle of the tent floor, and after an aborted attempt at duct-taping the zips, we had to move to the washing area in the dark and the wet. We slept on the wooden table in the left of the picture, and at 4am people started to come and do their washing up. Early night tonight...

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