Vegie Balls.
On my 1st Outward Bound (Yr. 10 in High School) we were given a plastic sheet & 4 lengths of rope and told to drape the sheet over some branches, make balls of vegetation in each corner and tie the ropes around them to an anchor point.

One night we setup camp and settled for the night. A night that included force 9 gales (told to us later by a ranger), hail and many of us losing our "tents" and getting drenched to the bone. A night where I saved our "bivvy" (plastic sheet tent) by getting up in the middle of the night and laying on the outer edge of it after it had repeatedly blown loose.

The following morning it was so windy that we couldn't get our breakfast fire going - we couldn't even get our trangia stoves (a solid fuel/kerosene "wind-proof" stove) lit.

Then someone gave a shout.
In the Southern Ocean beyond the headland where we were camped (INORITE!) were two Southern Wright Whales and their calves calmly swimming around in the clear blue water. They swam around for about half an hour as we broke camp. Fucking magical.

Didn't stop us from being cold, wet and hungry for most of that day tho.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Sat 31 Mar 2012, 9:20, Reply)