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I marveled as I climbed into the Logan tent. It must have been designed by a recluse who abhorred proximity. You can even stand up in it! They call it a three-man tent but it could have held our whole family (all six of us) and leave room for a friendly guest. Lying in the luxurious open space of this mansion-on-the-snow, I regaled Ken and Bob with the sad story of the "Home-on-the-Snow" tent I designed just before World War II. Until I die I shall insist that this should have been the army's official mountain tent instead of the dank, impractical, inhospitable cul-de-sac the army ended up with. The Home-on-the-Snow was theoretically a two-man tent but we never had fewer than three in it and seldom fewer than four. With four, it would have an extra sag on top caused by the bulge on the sides. It was as snug and revealing as a sweater. Only one person could sit up at a time. No one could stand in it, nor need try. |
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