I spent one memorable night like this at the base of Mt Williamson. Will never forget....
(Turn down the volume before playing)
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The bright spots of direct sunlight on our orange tent marked the end of the least enjoyable night I've ever spent in a tent. We had been holed up in our miniature nylon compounds for nearly 10 dark hours with wind gusting over 45 miles per hour. Our tent bucked and weaved as variable gusts assaulted every square inch and any slack nylon was transformed into a violent noise maker.
