The crashing surf at the north end of Playa Maderas. My tent was set up about 20 meters to the left of here. The wind was truly savage the first night there, and I couldn“t sleep a wink. The fly kept flapping like a sail and and waking me up. Although my tent is very, very sturdy in the wind it has a huge weakness with blowing dust. Eureeka! Listen to meeeeee! make the fly lower to the ground so wind cannot push sand into my tent!
4 years ago