camping tentMy last camping trip turned out to be pretty interesting when it was time to call it a night. The entire afternoon prior into the night we were riding dirt bikes, creating little race circuits, shooting guns and then drinking beer. As in any man dominated night out under the stars the beers really started disappearing quick when the moon came out. The hours flew by and once I had had enough and was verging on falling asleep next to the fire, I retired to the camping tent. Three of us were fitting into this camping tent. At the time, one of the guys said he would crash out in a little bit after finishing his drink.

When he did finish, I was just about on the verge of falling asleep when the camping tent collapsed on top of us. That really freaked me out and as I fought to get out, I heard our friend laughing and asking if everyone was OK. He had tripped on a tree root sticking out in front of the camping tent and landed right on top of us. It was a lot funnier in the morning.