The old tarp was luxurious and endlessly challenging to hook up by myself. Several times I ended up crying after it fell to the ground, again, and I had to start over. The white tarp was full of holes from folding and unfolding for four years. Finally gave it away and thought about solutions.
I bought a terrific tarp that I wanted to attach, without drilling holes in the aluminum topper.
I glued on 3 latch parts, 1 on each side, one on top. I have 3 carabiners, so it should be only seconds to set up this end of the tarp.
Next I went to get a pool noodle or pipe insulation to protect the tarp from getting poked by the back hatch corners. Ha. I am too late for pool noodles. I am too early for pipe insulation. Soon. (That didn’t last 10 seconds. Ended up using bungee cords to the wheel wells.)
Meanwhile I checked out a secret boondocking spot.
I spent some time collecting trash, then went panning for gold. I had looked online and there was not an active claim here, so I felt free to “prospect”.
A beautiful, clear river.
I was beyond excited to find “black sand”* in the first pan. First time ever! I even was able to find some specks of gold in each pan. (Specks are one step larger than the flour gold I had been finding. Aussies call them “bits”.)