I would like to pose this new topic of conversation to the group. I assume that most of you have seen those emails that float around the country with the years "Darwin Awards". Well, I know that I have done some pretty stupid things while letterboxing but thought it would lighten the mood to laugh at each other rather than some of the other things that have been going on here. Now, I realize that to win one of the real Darwin Awards you acutally have to die in the act, however lets hope there are not any letterboxing deaths. Therefore, nominate yourself or your boxing buddy by telling your story. Will Lady Prisspot win?
Ramdelt
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Letterboxing Darwin Awards
11 messages in this thread |
Started on 2005-06-24
Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: (scott_katytalbot@comcast.net) |
Date: 2005-06-24 19:24:10 UTC
RE: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: AC (cshouse@optonline.net) |
Date: 2005-06-24 17:29:37 UTC-04:00
This is sad because I qualify on more than one list.. I once mailed a
postal letterbox to myself!
Does it qualify if you realize that on the 3rd visit to find a
particular letterbox that the reason you couldn't find it the first 2
times was because you were standing on top of it? (this was after
e-mailing the placer and INSISTING that it could not POSSIBLY be there!)
According to the directions I was in the EXACT spot... who knew it was
buried under almost a foot and a half of leaf debris.
TT
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postal letterbox to myself!
Does it qualify if you realize that on the 3rd visit to find a
particular letterbox that the reason you couldn't find it the first 2
times was because you were standing on top of it? (this was after
e-mailing the placer and INSISTING that it could not POSSIBLY be there!)
According to the directions I was in the EXACT spot... who knew it was
buried under almost a foot and a half of leaf debris.
TT
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Re: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: Rick Simpson (simpson.rick@gmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-24 15:58:30 UTC-07:00
Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find day",
9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the quest
for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she knew
where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but that's
not too darwinian.
We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About block
down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
the place!"
We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
Nankil'slas box.
As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we were
and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to it's
proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a stump...."
We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
steps. Still we didn't find the stump
Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
member of the team is in open revolt.
We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the trail.
We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is amiss.
We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch black.
The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot and
play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The clues
don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine that
direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking lot.
Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out steps
back to the car.
Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find day",
9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the quest
for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she knew
where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but that's
not too darwinian.
We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About block
down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
the place!"
We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
Nankil'slas box.
As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we were
and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to it's
proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a stump...."
We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
steps. Still we didn't find the stump
Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
member of the team is in open revolt.
We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the trail.
We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is amiss.
We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch black.
The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot and
play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The clues
don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine that
direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking lot.
Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out steps
back to the car.
Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: wingnut_lb (wingnut_lb@hotmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-24 23:21:20 UTC
He he he, I haven't posted to "the big list" in years, but I had to
laugh at this one, and in an attempt to get back into the community
after so long, this truly is meant in fun, not to start something,
but I felt compelled to say. I have had similar event happen on the
trail, the best part for me, is perhaps the "darwinian award worthy
part" of the story is not the story at all, but that you just mostly
gave away the complete clue and walked them right to the boxes in
innocently telling your story for the next person to go hunting, I am
really lmao..... OK, I hope someone else sees the humor here and I
am not totally a dork. :) Wingnut
--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, Rick Simpson
wrote:
> Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
>
> Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find
day",
> 9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the
quest
> for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
>
> The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she
knew
> where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
> debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
> this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
> amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
> wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
> building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but
that's
> not too darwinian.
>
> We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About
block
> down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
> the place!"
>
> We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
> hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
> hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
> Nankil'slas box.
>
> As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
> scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
> around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
> into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
> park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
>
> It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we
were
> and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to
it's
> proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
> Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a
stump...."
>
> We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
> suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
> steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
> steps. Still we didn't find the stump
>
> Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
> member of the team is in open revolt.
>
> We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the
trail.
> We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is
amiss.
> We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch
black.
> The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
> resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
>
> We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot
and
> play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The
clues
> don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine
that
> direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking
lot.
>
> Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
> where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out
steps
> back to the car.
>
> From the car we retrace back to the trail junction. Back to the car.
> Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Back to the trail
> junction. Back to the car. The scary part is every trip we find a
new
> stump to investigate.
>
> By now the obscenities are now longer streaming from the car and our
> fellow boxer is sound asleep. Out comes the mag lite.
>
> Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Then it hits us. Back
> to the location of the first box.
>
> This time from the location of the first box, not our stamp in
> location, the LCD reads, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> stump...." To escape the person on the trail we had already passed
> the "next junction". We had stamped in, by accident, at the exact
> place where the 2nd box was located. What should have be a hour
long
> adventure took us 4.
>
> Great stamp by the way. You should try it sometime, I mean the box,
> not the completely screwing up the clue part.
>
> I won't bore you with the story about how we went after a box with a
> clue that started with, "This box reported missing".
>
>
>
>
> On 6/24/05, scott_katytalbot@c... wrote:
> > I would like to pose this new topic of conversation to the
group. I assume
> > that most of you have seen those emails that float around the
country with
> > the years "Darwin Awards". Well, I know that I have done some
pretty stupid
> > things while letterboxing but thought it would lighten the mood
to laugh at
> > each other rather than some of the other things that have been
going on
> > here. Now, I realize that to win one of the real Darwin Awards
you acutally
> > have to die in the act, however lets hope there are not any
letterboxing
> > deaths. Therefore, nominate yourself or your boxing buddy by
telling your
> > story. Will Lady Prisspot win?
> >
> > Ramdelt
> >
> > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
> >
> >
> > ________________________________
> > Yahoo! Groups Links
> >
> > To visit your group on the web, go to:
> > http://groups.yahoo.com/group/letterbox-usa/
> >
> > To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to:
> > letterbox-usa-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com
> >
> > Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to the Yahoo! Terms of
Service.
laugh at this one, and in an attempt to get back into the community
after so long, this truly is meant in fun, not to start something,
but I felt compelled to say. I have had similar event happen on the
trail, the best part for me, is perhaps the "darwinian award worthy
part" of the story is not the story at all, but that you just mostly
gave away the complete clue and walked them right to the boxes in
innocently telling your story for the next person to go hunting, I am
really lmao..... OK, I hope someone else sees the humor here and I
am not totally a dork. :) Wingnut
--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, Rick Simpson
> Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
>
> Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find
day",
> 9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the
quest
> for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
>
> The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she
knew
> where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
> debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
> this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
> amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
> wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
> building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but
that's
> not too darwinian.
>
> We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About
block
> down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
> the place!"
>
> We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
> hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
> hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
> Nankil'slas box.
>
> As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
> scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
> around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
> into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
> park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
>
> It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we
were
> and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to
it's
> proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
> Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a
stump...."
>
> We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
> suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
> steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
> steps. Still we didn't find the stump
>
> Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
> member of the team is in open revolt.
>
> We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the
trail.
> We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is
amiss.
> We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch
black.
> The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
> resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
>
> We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot
and
> play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The
clues
> don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine
that
> direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking
lot.
>
> Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
> where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out
steps
> back to the car.
>
> From the car we retrace back to the trail junction. Back to the car.
> Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Back to the trail
> junction. Back to the car. The scary part is every trip we find a
new
> stump to investigate.
>
> By now the obscenities are now longer streaming from the car and our
> fellow boxer is sound asleep. Out comes the mag lite.
>
> Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Then it hits us. Back
> to the location of the first box.
>
> This time from the location of the first box, not our stamp in
> location, the LCD reads, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> stump...." To escape the person on the trail we had already passed
> the "next junction". We had stamped in, by accident, at the exact
> place where the 2nd box was located. What should have be a hour
long
> adventure took us 4.
>
> Great stamp by the way. You should try it sometime, I mean the box,
> not the completely screwing up the clue part.
>
> I won't bore you with the story about how we went after a box with a
> clue that started with, "This box reported missing".
>
>
>
>
> On 6/24/05, scott_katytalbot@c...
> > I would like to pose this new topic of conversation to the
group. I assume
> > that most of you have seen those emails that float around the
country with
> > the years "Darwin Awards". Well, I know that I have done some
pretty stupid
> > things while letterboxing but thought it would lighten the mood
to laugh at
> > each other rather than some of the other things that have been
going on
> > here. Now, I realize that to win one of the real Darwin Awards
you acutally
> > have to die in the act, however lets hope there are not any
letterboxing
> > deaths. Therefore, nominate yourself or your boxing buddy by
telling your
> > story. Will Lady Prisspot win?
> >
> > Ramdelt
> >
> > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
> >
> >
> > ________________________________
> > Yahoo! Groups Links
> >
> > To visit your group on the web, go to:
> > http://groups.yahoo.com/group/letterbox-usa/
> >
> > To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to:
> > letterbox-usa-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com
> >
> > Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to the Yahoo! Terms of
Service.
Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: cadenza74 (jjcadenza@gmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-24 23:36:21 UTC
Fun topic! I think many of the steps as a newbie could qualify, like
how when I was looking for Der Mad Stamper's Golden Spike LB I looked
for hours in a totally remote location only to realize (while on the
way home) that I was reading my compass backwards and the red arrow was
not lined up in the red section, but in the opposite side. I drove
back (a 3-4 hour drive)one week later and found it fairly easily. That
first trip was also my first LB encounter with a rattlesnake!
Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I take
partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone trying
that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
Cadenza (being cryptic)
how when I was looking for Der Mad Stamper's Golden Spike LB I looked
for hours in a totally remote location only to realize (while on the
way home) that I was reading my compass backwards and the red arrow was
not lined up in the red section, but in the opposite side. I drove
back (a 3-4 hour drive)one week later and found it fairly easily. That
first trip was also my first LB encounter with a rattlesnake!
Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I take
partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone trying
that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
Cadenza (being cryptic)
Re: [LbNA] Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: Rick Simpson (simpson.rick@gmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-24 16:47:16 UTC-07:00
Opps! I forgot, here's the stamp:
On 6/24/05, wingnut_lb wrote:
> He he he, I haven't posted to "the big list" in years, but I had to
> laugh at this one, and in an attempt to get back into the community
> after so long, this truly is meant in fun, not to start something,
> but I felt compelled to say. I have had similar event happen on the
> trail, the best part for me, is perhaps the "darwinian award worthy
> part" of the story is not the story at all, but that you just mostly
> gave away the complete clue and walked them right to the boxes in
> innocently telling your story for the next person to go hunting, I am
> really lmao..... OK, I hope someone else sees the humor here and I
> am not totally a dork. :) Wingnut
>
>
>
> --- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, Rick Simpson
>
> wrote:
> > Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
> >
> > Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find
> day",
> > 9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the
> quest
> > for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
> >
> > The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she
> knew
> > where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
> > debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
> > this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
> > amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
> > wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
> > building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but
> that's
> > not too darwinian.
> >
> > We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About
> block
> > down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
> > the place!"
> >
> > We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
> > hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
> > hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
> > Nankil'slas box.
> >
> > As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
> > scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
> > around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
> > into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
> > park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
> >
> > It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we
> were
> > and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to
> it's
> > proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
> > Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> stump...."
> >
> > We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
> > suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
> > steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
> > steps. Still we didn't find the stump
> >
> > Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
> > member of the team is in open revolt.
> >
> > We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the
> trail.
> > We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is
> amiss.
> > We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch
> black.
> > The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
> > resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
> >
> > We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot
> and
> > play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The
> clues
> > don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine
> that
> > direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking
> lot.
> >
> > Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
> > where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out
> steps
> > back to the car.
> >
> > From the car we retrace back to the trail junction. Back to the car.
> > Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Back to the trail
> > junction. Back to the car. The scary part is every trip we find a
> new
> > stump to investigate.
> >
> > By now the obscenities are now longer streaming from the car and our
> > fellow boxer is sound asleep. Out comes the mag lite.
> >
> > Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Then it hits us. Back
> > to the location of the first box.
> >
> > This time from the location of the first box, not our stamp in
> > location, the LCD reads, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> > stump...." To escape the person on the trail we had already passed
> > the "next junction". We had stamped in, by accident, at the exact
> > place where the 2nd box was located. What should have be a hour
> long
> > adventure took us 4.
> >
> > Great stamp by the way. You should try it sometime, I mean the box,
> > not the completely screwing up the clue part.
> >
> > I won't bore you with the story about how we went after a box with a
> > clue that started with, "This box reported missing".
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > On 6/24/05, scott_katytalbot@c... wrote:
> > > I would like to pose this new topic of conversation to the
> group. I assume
> > > that most of you have seen those emails that float around the
> country with
> > > the years "Darwin Awards". Well, I know that I have done some
> pretty stupid
> > > things while letterboxing but thought it would lighten the mood
> to laugh at
> > > each other rather than some of the other things that have been
> going on
> > > here. Now, I realize that to win one of the real Darwin Awards
> you acutally
> > > have to die in the act, however lets hope there are not any
> letterboxing
> > > deaths. Therefore, nominate yourself or your boxing buddy by
> telling your
> > > story. Will Lady Prisspot win?
> > >
> > > Ramdelt
> > >
> > > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
> > >
> > >
> > > ________________________________
> > > Yahoo! Groups Links
> > >
> > > To visit your group on the web, go to:
> > > http://groups.yahoo.com/group/letterbox-usa/
> > >
> > > To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to:
> > > letterbox-usa-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com
> > >
> > > Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to the Yahoo! Terms of
> Service.
>
>
>
>
> ________________________________
> Yahoo! Groups Links
>
> To visit your group on the web, go to:
> http://groups.yahoo.com/group/letterbox-usa/
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On 6/24/05, wingnut_lb
> He he he, I haven't posted to "the big list" in years, but I had to
> laugh at this one, and in an attempt to get back into the community
> after so long, this truly is meant in fun, not to start something,
> but I felt compelled to say. I have had similar event happen on the
> trail, the best part for me, is perhaps the "darwinian award worthy
> part" of the story is not the story at all, but that you just mostly
> gave away the complete clue and walked them right to the boxes in
> innocently telling your story for the next person to go hunting, I am
> really lmao..... OK, I hope someone else sees the humor here and I
> am not totally a dork. :) Wingnut
>
>
>
> --- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, Rick Simpson
>
>
> > Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
> >
> > Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find
> day",
> > 9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the
> quest
> > for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
> >
> > The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she
> knew
> > where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
> > debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
> > this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
> > amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
> > wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
> > building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but
> that's
> > not too darwinian.
> >
> > We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About
> block
> > down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
> > the place!"
> >
> > We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
> > hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
> > hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
> > Nankil'slas box.
> >
> > As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
> > scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
> > around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
> > into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
> > park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
> >
> > It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we
> were
> > and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to
> it's
> > proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
> > Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> stump...."
> >
> > We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
> > suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
> > steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
> > steps. Still we didn't find the stump
> >
> > Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
> > member of the team is in open revolt.
> >
> > We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the
> trail.
> > We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is
> amiss.
> > We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch
> black.
> > The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
> > resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
> >
> > We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot
> and
> > play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The
> clues
> > don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine
> that
> > direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking
> lot.
> >
> > Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
> > where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out
> steps
> > back to the car.
> >
> > From the car we retrace back to the trail junction. Back to the car.
> > Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Back to the trail
> > junction. Back to the car. The scary part is every trip we find a
> new
> > stump to investigate.
> >
> > By now the obscenities are now longer streaming from the car and our
> > fellow boxer is sound asleep. Out comes the mag lite.
> >
> > Back to the trail junction. Back to the car. Then it hits us. Back
> > to the location of the first box.
> >
> > This time from the location of the first box, not our stamp in
> > location, the LCD reads, "At the next junction go west, look for a
> > stump...." To escape the person on the trail we had already passed
> > the "next junction". We had stamped in, by accident, at the exact
> > place where the 2nd box was located. What should have be a hour
> long
> > adventure took us 4.
> >
> > Great stamp by the way. You should try it sometime, I mean the box,
> > not the completely screwing up the clue part.
> >
> > I won't bore you with the story about how we went after a box with a
> > clue that started with, "This box reported missing".
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > On 6/24/05, scott_katytalbot@c...
> > > I would like to pose this new topic of conversation to the
> group. I assume
> > > that most of you have seen those emails that float around the
> country with
> > > the years "Darwin Awards". Well, I know that I have done some
> pretty stupid
> > > things while letterboxing but thought it would lighten the mood
> to laugh at
> > > each other rather than some of the other things that have been
> going on
> > > here. Now, I realize that to win one of the real Darwin Awards
> you acutally
> > > have to die in the act, however lets hope there are not any
> letterboxing
> > > deaths. Therefore, nominate yourself or your boxing buddy by
> telling your
> > > story. Will Lady Prisspot win?
> > >
> > > Ramdelt
> > >
> > > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
> > >
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Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: gwendontoo (foxsecurity@earthlink.net) |
Date: 2005-06-25 00:31:14 UTC
--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, "cadenza74"
wrote:
> Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I
take
> partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone
trying
> that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
>
> Cadenza (being cryptic)
Okay I'll step up and fess up. There is a hint of it on our profile
and Q&A at Atlas Quest.
We bought our first trailer in 2003 and decided to check out Idaho,
Wyoming, Montana and see the country, meet some letterboxers, do
some planting and finding. We did have the first ever Idaho
gathering at the KOA campground in Idaho Falls where we met Abear,
Jbear and Cadenza. Slight digression(Pulling a trailer isn't that
difficult as long as you are going forward, but when you don't know
what you are doing then backing up can be rather daunting, and there
is a learning curve.)
We had a great time sharing stories, exchanging, and getting some
info on the letterboxes we asked about. Unfortunately I failed to
ask about trailer access to Cadenza's Butterfield Canyon LB. At the
same time Cadenza figured that Don is smart enough to not even think
about that one while pulling the trailer. We take off collecting
various driveby boxes or those that have a good turnaround or
parking for trailers. Gwen spots the turnoff for Butterfield canyon
and up the canyon we go. Hooptedoo! on to another letterbox! Fairly
far into the canyon we both notice that the grade is getting very
severe, the road is narrowing, and turnouts are becoming rare. Gwen
spots a small turnout and asks if we should use it---nah, I can
handle it and decide to go a little further for the next turnout.
Now the grade is becoming even more severe, road narrower and I'm
stating to really sweat. Finally we come to a turn that is so sharp
our little 23ft trailer can not make the turn. There is but one
choice and that is to back down one of the most twisty, curvy,
narrow, mountain roads for 1/2 mile and not knowing how the heck to
do that. I previously had trouble backing 20 feet into a campground
area. We made it after several oversteers, restarts,and at one point
the gradient was so steep I couldn't reposition the rig as it didn't
have enough power to go forward up the hill. The heat guage was
pinned at the max, and I was afraid that the engine or tranny would
blow at any minute. We finally reached the turnout Gwen had asked
about previously, we got turned around and decided that it might be
a good idea to list this box as "almost attempted".
One of the first items we decided to add to our trailer supplies is
a pair of walky talkies, so there will be no more screaming.
Backing a trailer up is no longer a big deal. Heck I just ask "How
far do you want it?", and if Gwen ever asks about using a turn
around there is no question---we turn around.
Don
wrote:
> Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I
take
> partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone
trying
> that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
>
> Cadenza (being cryptic)
Okay I'll step up and fess up. There is a hint of it on our profile
and Q&A at Atlas Quest.
We bought our first trailer in 2003 and decided to check out Idaho,
Wyoming, Montana and see the country, meet some letterboxers, do
some planting and finding. We did have the first ever Idaho
gathering at the KOA campground in Idaho Falls where we met Abear,
Jbear and Cadenza. Slight digression(Pulling a trailer isn't that
difficult as long as you are going forward, but when you don't know
what you are doing then backing up can be rather daunting, and there
is a learning curve.)
We had a great time sharing stories, exchanging, and getting some
info on the letterboxes we asked about. Unfortunately I failed to
ask about trailer access to Cadenza's Butterfield Canyon LB. At the
same time Cadenza figured that Don is smart enough to not even think
about that one while pulling the trailer. We take off collecting
various driveby boxes or those that have a good turnaround or
parking for trailers. Gwen spots the turnoff for Butterfield canyon
and up the canyon we go. Hooptedoo! on to another letterbox! Fairly
far into the canyon we both notice that the grade is getting very
severe, the road is narrowing, and turnouts are becoming rare. Gwen
spots a small turnout and asks if we should use it---nah, I can
handle it and decide to go a little further for the next turnout.
Now the grade is becoming even more severe, road narrower and I'm
stating to really sweat. Finally we come to a turn that is so sharp
our little 23ft trailer can not make the turn. There is but one
choice and that is to back down one of the most twisty, curvy,
narrow, mountain roads for 1/2 mile and not knowing how the heck to
do that. I previously had trouble backing 20 feet into a campground
area. We made it after several oversteers, restarts,and at one point
the gradient was so steep I couldn't reposition the rig as it didn't
have enough power to go forward up the hill. The heat guage was
pinned at the max, and I was afraid that the engine or tranny would
blow at any minute. We finally reached the turnout Gwen had asked
about previously, we got turned around and decided that it might be
a good idea to list this box as "almost attempted".
One of the first items we decided to add to our trailer supplies is
a pair of walky talkies, so there will be no more screaming.
Backing a trailer up is no longer a big deal. Heck I just ask "How
far do you want it?", and if Gwen ever asks about using a turn
around there is no question---we turn around.
Don
Re: [LbNA] Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: (scott_katytalbot@comcast.net) |
Date: 2005-06-25 01:57:48 UTC
Don, I have to admit that your story has to be at the top thus far! I was picturing how that had to suck! I bet you were hating life trying to back the rig up.
Ramdelt
-------------- Original message --------------
--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, "cadenza74"
wrote:
> Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I
take
> partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone
trying
> that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
>
> Cadenza (being cryptic)
Okay I'll step up and fess up. There is a hint of it on our profile
and Q&A at Atlas Quest.
We bought our first trailer in 2003 and decided to check out Idaho,
Wyoming, Montana and see the country, meet some letterboxers, do
some planting and finding. We did have the first ever Idaho
gathering at the KOA campground in Idaho Falls where we met Abear,
Jbear and Cadenza. Slight digression(Pulling a trailer isn't that
difficult as long as you are going forward, but when you don't know
what you are doing then backing up can be rather daunting, and there
is a learning curve.)
We had a great time sharing stories, exchanging, and getting some
info on the letterboxes we asked about. Unfortunately I failed to
ask about trailer access to Cadenza's Butterfield Canyon LB. At the
same time Cadenza figured that Don is smart enough to not even think
about that one while pulling the trailer. We take off collecting
various driveby boxes or those that have a good turnaround or
parking for trailers. Gwen spots the turnoff for Butterfield canyon
and up the canyon we go. Hooptedoo! on to another letterbox! Fairly
far into the canyon we both notice that the grade is getting very
severe, the road is narrowing, and turnouts are becoming rare. Gwen
spots a small turnout and asks if we should use it---nah, I can
handle it and decide to go a little further for the next turnout.
Now the grade is becoming even more severe, road narrower and I'm
stating to really sweat. Finally we come to a turn that is so sharp
our little 23ft trailer can not make the turn. There is but one
choice and that is to back down one of the most twisty, curvy,
narrow, mountain roads for 1/2 mile and not knowing how the heck to
do that. I previously had trouble backing 20 feet into a campground
area. We made it after several oversteers, restarts,and at one point
the gradient was so steep I couldn't reposition the rig as it didn't
have enough power to go forward up the hill. The heat guage was
pinned at the max, and I was afraid that the engine or tranny would
blow at any minute. We finally reached the turnout Gwen had asked
about previously, we got turned around and decided that it might be
a good idea to list this box as "almost attempted".
One of the first items we decided to add to our trailer supplies is
a pair of walky talkies, so there will be no more screaming.
Backing a trailer up is no longer a big deal. Heck I just ask "How
far do you want it?", and if Gwen ever asks about using a turn
around there is no question---we turn around.
Don
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Ramdelt
-------------- Original message --------------
--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, "cadenza74"
wrote:
> Don, want to share any Butterfield Canyon experiences? Although I
take
> partial credit for that one. I couldn't conceive of someone
trying
> that and I didn't give fair warning in the clue. :)
>
> Cadenza (being cryptic)
Okay I'll step up and fess up. There is a hint of it on our profile
and Q&A at Atlas Quest.
We bought our first trailer in 2003 and decided to check out Idaho,
Wyoming, Montana and see the country, meet some letterboxers, do
some planting and finding. We did have the first ever Idaho
gathering at the KOA campground in Idaho Falls where we met Abear,
Jbear and Cadenza. Slight digression(Pulling a trailer isn't that
difficult as long as you are going forward, but when you don't know
what you are doing then backing up can be rather daunting, and there
is a learning curve.)
We had a great time sharing stories, exchanging, and getting some
info on the letterboxes we asked about. Unfortunately I failed to
ask about trailer access to Cadenza's Butterfield Canyon LB. At the
same time Cadenza figured that Don is smart enough to not even think
about that one while pulling the trailer. We take off collecting
various driveby boxes or those that have a good turnaround or
parking for trailers. Gwen spots the turnoff for Butterfield canyon
and up the canyon we go. Hooptedoo! on to another letterbox! Fairly
far into the canyon we both notice that the grade is getting very
severe, the road is narrowing, and turnouts are becoming rare. Gwen
spots a small turnout and asks if we should use it---nah, I can
handle it and decide to go a little further for the next turnout.
Now the grade is becoming even more severe, road narrower and I'm
stating to really sweat. Finally we come to a turn that is so sharp
our little 23ft trailer can not make the turn. There is but one
choice and that is to back down one of the most twisty, curvy,
narrow, mountain roads for 1/2 mile and not knowing how the heck to
do that. I previously had trouble backing 20 feet into a campground
area. We made it after several oversteers, restarts,and at one point
the gradient was so steep I couldn't reposition the rig as it didn't
have enough power to go forward up the hill. The heat guage was
pinned at the max, and I was afraid that the engine or tranny would
blow at any minute. We finally reached the turnout Gwen had asked
about previously, we got turned around and decided that it might be
a good idea to list this box as "almost attempted".
One of the first items we decided to add to our trailer supplies is
a pair of walky talkies, so there will be no more screaming.
Backing a trailer up is no longer a big deal. Heck I just ask "How
far do you want it?", and if Gwen ever asks about using a turn
around there is no question---we turn around.
Don
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RE: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: Debbie Kotlarek (kotlarek@wi.rr.com) |
Date: 2005-06-24 21:20:41 UTC-05:00
What a hoot!! Your story had me laughing out loud! I have to admit it does
remind me of a few of our misadventures...
Wisconsin Hiker
-----Original Message-----
From: letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Rick Simpson
Sent: Friday, June 24, 2005 4:59 PM
To: letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find day",
9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the quest
for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she knew
where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but that's
not too darwinian.
We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About block
down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
the place!"
We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
Nankil'slas box.
As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we were
and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to it's
proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a stump...."
We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
steps. Still we didn't find the stump
Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
member of the team is in open revolt.
We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the trail.
We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is amiss.
We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch black.
The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot and
play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The clues
don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine that
direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking lot.
Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out steps
back to the car.
remind me of a few of our misadventures...
Wisconsin Hiker
-----Original Message-----
From: letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of Rick Simpson
Sent: Friday, June 24, 2005 4:59 PM
To: letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
Our crew's darwin moment, aka The Hunt for Nankil'slas
Our LCD, (Letterboxing Captain of the Day), planned a "big find day",
9 boxes in one day. We had knocked out 6 when we began the the quest
for Nankil'slas, a 2 stamp series.
The LCD grew up in the Nankil'slas area and was 100% positive she knew
where the mystery location was. We spent a good 30 minutes at
debating whether there was a tree at 215 degrees or not. Normally,
this is a simple decision for adults, but when you're boxing, it's
amazing how obvious facts of reality can be open for debate. It
wasn't until "walking 50 paces" would have forced us to scale a
building that the LCD conceded we were in the wrong place, but that's
not too darwinian.
We piled in the car and started to drive to the next box. About block
down the road we passed another park, and the car errupted, "Here's
the place!"
We quickly found the tree in question. The initial clues were
hampered by some contruction going on, but we managed and were soon
hot on Nankil'slas' trail. In twenty minutes we had found the first
Nankil'slas box.
As we began to unpack it we heard somone coming down the trail. We
scooped up the box and headed down the trail ahead of them. Just
around the bend the trail split, we took the trail heading further
into the park and hoped the person would take the trail out of the
park. We went a ways down the trail, stopped, and waited.
It worked, the person didn't follow us. We plopped down where we were
and stamped in. After we were done, some one ran the box back to it's
proper location while the LCD began to read the clues to the next
Nankil'slas box, "At the next junction go west, look for a stump...."
We had gone about 20 minutes looking for the "stump" when someone
suggested we may have missed it. So we turned around to retrace our
steps. We still didn't find the stump. So we retraced our retraced
steps. Still we didn't find the stump
Remember this is our 7th box of the day. It's getting dark. One
member of the team is in open revolt.
We decide we haven't missed the box yet and keep following the trail.
We quickly end up in parking lot next to the car. Something is amiss.
We retrace our steps again, and again, and again. It's pitch black.
The open revolt has blossomed into a hostle string of obscenities,
resignation, demands for the car keys. One boxer down, 3 to go.
We notice the "trail" continues on the far side of the parking lot and
play field before heading off into another stand of woods. The clues
don't mention several landmarks we'd have to negotiate to contine that
direction, but we decide it has to be path. We cross the parking lot.
Fifteen minutes later were back at the first spot, where we debated
where a tree was really at 215 degrees or not. We retraced out steps
back to the car.
Re: Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: cadenza74 (jjcadenza@gmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-25 02:47:51 UTC
I couldn't believe it when Don told me this story. I felt so bad (and
laughed a little too). They had told me that they weren't going to go
find my box that is locate a mile or so from the entrance to the canyon
b/c they didn't feel it would be rig friendly. Well that place had
paved roads and a large parking lot, so I assumed they wouldn't go for
the one right next to it in a much smaller, winding, bumpy, dirt road.
I've helped back trailers. I can't imagine trying to do it for that
long on a horrible road.
Ah the things we do for a stamp impression. I have gone to some wild
lengths myself, but I just don't have the energy to recall them right
now :)
laughed a little too). They had told me that they weren't going to go
find my box that is locate a mile or so from the entrance to the canyon
b/c they didn't feel it would be rig friendly. Well that place had
paved roads and a large parking lot, so I assumed they wouldn't go for
the one right next to it in a much smaller, winding, bumpy, dirt road.
I've helped back trailers. I can't imagine trying to do it for that
long on a horrible road.
Ah the things we do for a stamp impression. I have gone to some wild
lengths myself, but I just don't have the energy to recall them right
now :)
Re: [LbNA] Letterboxing Darwin Awards
From: sqwubb (sqwubb@hotmail.com) |
Date: 2005-06-26 18:00:04 UTC
Here's a good one for you.
My friend and I had planned a weekend letterboxing trip along the
Mississippi river and had reserved a camping site at a great park.
We had everything planned out and were really excited. So the end
of the week rolled around and every weather report was
forecasting "severe" storms in the exact area that we were heading
towards. But being the letterboxing adventurers that we are, we
said "screw it" and headed out anyway.
Our first day was beautiful and we only hit one tiny patch of rain,
the rest of the day being completely beautiful and sunny. We got to
our campgrounds, and the last letterbox planned for the day just
happened to be right near our campsite. As we found the letterbox,
the clouds started rolling in and we got a little sprinkling of
rain. We headed back to the campsite and decided to get the fire
started before we set up the tent just in case it started raining
again. So H.K. started getting the fire started while I unpacked
the car to get the tent set up. I'm not the camping guru that H.K.
is, so I was confused when I couldn't figure out which pack the tent
was in. I finally decided to give up and just ask, when H.K. turned
and looked at me with her mouth open and a horrified look on
her face. I'm like, "No way". And she says, "I forgot to pack the
tent". So we had the air mattress, the sleeping bags, the delicious
campfire meal, a potential storm rolling in, and no tent.
We checked out all our options; sleeping in the rain, sleeping in
the car . . . that's about it. Luckily, my car happens to have an
enourmous trunk. So we folded the back seats down, blew up the air
mattress in the trunk and spent the night sleeping in the car with
our legs in the trunk and our heads sticking out the back seats. It
wasn't the most comfy way to camp, but it's nice to know that you
can sleep relatively comfortably in your car if you need to.
PS) It never ended up raining.
My friend and I had planned a weekend letterboxing trip along the
Mississippi river and had reserved a camping site at a great park.
We had everything planned out and were really excited. So the end
of the week rolled around and every weather report was
forecasting "severe" storms in the exact area that we were heading
towards. But being the letterboxing adventurers that we are, we
said "screw it" and headed out anyway.
Our first day was beautiful and we only hit one tiny patch of rain,
the rest of the day being completely beautiful and sunny. We got to
our campgrounds, and the last letterbox planned for the day just
happened to be right near our campsite. As we found the letterbox,
the clouds started rolling in and we got a little sprinkling of
rain. We headed back to the campsite and decided to get the fire
started before we set up the tent just in case it started raining
again. So H.K. started getting the fire started while I unpacked
the car to get the tent set up. I'm not the camping guru that H.K.
is, so I was confused when I couldn't figure out which pack the tent
was in. I finally decided to give up and just ask, when H.K. turned
and looked at me with her mouth open and a horrified look on
her face. I'm like, "No way". And she says, "I forgot to pack the
tent". So we had the air mattress, the sleeping bags, the delicious
campfire meal, a potential storm rolling in, and no tent.
We checked out all our options; sleeping in the rain, sleeping in
the car . . . that's about it. Luckily, my car happens to have an
enourmous trunk. So we folded the back seats down, blew up the air
mattress in the trunk and spent the night sleeping in the car with
our legs in the trunk and our heads sticking out the back seats. It
wasn't the most comfy way to camp, but it's nice to know that you
can sleep relatively comfortably in your car if you need to.
PS) It never ended up raining.