The Witch - The Tent and the Tree

There are days you wonder how much luck you've used up.

Oh yes...

This morning was ONE of those days.

While camping peacefully in the Outback of Alaska - the Witch woke up this morning with something hitting her on the head.

Oh yes... On the head, I said.

Well... here - take a look and you'll understand.






Other than a huge bump on the side of my head I'm fine...

Hubby didn't even wake up until I kicked him with my one leg that was free from under the branch.

Where the tree fell - it was at our feet on a queen airbed - The bed was fine... Hubby didn't notice till I kicked him. It had hit the center bar in the tent - which fell onto my head - and woke me up so quickly that I had an asthma attack right away!

We stood up as much as we could - holding the tent over our heads and pushing it up. Since the tree fell at the door, we had to kind of push the tree up - so we could unzip our way out.

I just wanted out... OUT... OUT...

Anyhow - we got out - in a matter of a minute or two - and took a look at all the other trees swaying around and decided to go home - and come back and get everything else - since it was still dark when it happened around 5 am this morning.

Just for side information it was a Coleman Max 8 Cabin Tent - and we think the tree hit it dead on center - at the top - and the pole must have hit my head - and also made the tree sort of roll down to the front of the tent. We'd like to think that the tent saved our lives.

Well - that was my excitement for the day.

My head hurts on the side - but the pupils are equal and reactive to light - and I don't have blurred vision or anything other than a "bruisey" feeling.

I suppose I should be VERY thankful that I only have to buy a new tent.... Kind of a bummer - but We're ok - and 99% of our stuff - besides the tent is ok.

Life isn't too bad.

We went back - the park rangers had chainsawed the tree off of our tent - an we got our stuff... Little wet... LMAO!

Ok - so I have a dripping house right now.

But - we're alive and it was an amusing story...

Strange - the hubby's first statement was:

"I guess that answers that question... You know? The one about if a tree falls..."

Yes. I kicked him.

But what was even stranger was the comment he made as we were walking around outside the tent for a few moments trying to get our heads together in the pounding rain and roaring winds...

"Maybe we're dead, and we just don't know it - and we're walking around here...."


With the misty rain - the dark and no one else around --- no lights - it was a scary thought...

And yes.

I kicked him for that one too.