I made many camping trips but there is always one,you never forget, I left with a girl friend,a pup tent for which the poles had been replaced by cut hockey sticks and the ropes by sisal rope, Our first night at Crawford Notch N.H, we set the tent in a depression, it started raining during the night so we had to move in the car, When we woke up the next morning, the car was surrounded by the other campers worrying what had happened to the two French Canadians girls.We were treated with an excellent breakfast and lots of advice. Campers and quilters are very similar, always ready to help you