Sorry, not to get off track, but I can't help it..

Maybe on one of Rays many ventures into the wilderness, he chose to make camp one evening a on a small flat spot 100 feet uphill from a river. Now it wasn't raining this particular evening and without threat of rain, he just layed out his handmade down filled quilt on a tarp on this small spot. As he was relaxing to the sounds of the river next to a small fire a little ways from his small spot, a random gust of wind blew his handmade down filled quilt up into the air and into the river right before his eyes in the fire light. Now it was a little chilly out that moonless night and even though Ray was able to retrieve his handmade down filled quilt in pitch darkness a few hundred yards down the river on the steep rocky banks, it was as soaked as a handmade down filled quilt could be. He rung it out the best he could and let it sit by the fire but the down clumped up and his handmade down filled quilt would never be the same. Fortunatly for Ray he had a nice fire to help keep him warm throughout the night but he learned a valuable lesson that night. Never Ever leave your quilt out in the open without putting a rock on it, cause you never know what natures gonna throw at you.. The End..