This is the spot where I woke up in the middle of the night in a puddle of water. Not from rain. Not from the ground. From my very own water source. I bring my camelback into my tent every night because in addition to carrying my water, it carries my camera and wallet. Somehow, that night, the tube got lodged between my body and my sleeping pad at just the right angle to cause all the water to gradually flow out. (This is truly a mechanical miracle because when I'm riding, I actually have to bite down on the nozzle in order to drink.) My thermarest was soaked, my sleeping back was soaked, my pajamas were soaked. In a sleepy stupor, I tried to ring out my sleeping bag and push the puddle to one end of the tent. That was sufficient to allow me to curl up into the top fourth of my sleeping bag and sleep for a couple more hours.