Haha! I would’ve liked to have seen that.
My finest hour was exiting the hammock for the inevitable pee and finding I was sitting to far down towards the foot end when I opened the Velcro on the bottom entry so basically I just opened up a hole directly beneath me and dropped straight out of the hammock onto my backside on the floor below.
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A carefully positioned bucket and I’m starting to get where Hennessy were going with the original design.
@Woody girl, hindsight is indeed a wonderful thing. One day I’ll tell you the day after Boxing Day tale of a Jack Russell and a 12ltr tub of paint. It’s a good one
Due to the amount of beer drunk, my attempted repairs weren’t really passing QC, I built the fire up with all those big Beech logs, and took my chances lying next to it in my bag. It wasn’t too bad, I was onto cooking fried chorizo and an egg for breakfast at first light and once the sun had warmed things I retired to the hammock for a couple of hours of sound sleep.
To stay at least a bit true to topic, that hammock was a Tom Claytor Jungle Hammock from his company Mosquito Hammock. It’s hung on that Thuja with climbers tape loops and single, lightweight carabiners. The bug nets are nice and roomy on the Claytors, a spreader stick can be inserted each end to make a sort of box shape. The hammocks are nice and long too, and the diamond fly (not in pic, that’s a DD) is really long. Kept off six hours of rain one day we were up there.
Edit: Ah, here’s the diamond fly and Jungle hammock, and my Ventile as I knew we’d have rain.