I was on the way home from the Pedro (now Kenda) fest. It nearly blew our campsite away. There was much mayhem, and more than a few pop ups did not survive. I watched from my sleeping bag as my camp mates scrambled to keep everything from blowing down. I was a little too far into my beers to be very concerned, or much help, so maybe it was better that I stayed where I was. The guy behind us had his pop up blown over our line of camp sites, and into the next row. The Fuji and Luna booths were blown over and filled with water ( to the point that they had to be thrown into the dumpsterthe next day). The trails were alredy wet and this pretty much put the kibosh on riding the next day. It was still great. Going again next year.