profdant139 wrote:
Speaking of awnings, on our first trip to the rainy Pacific Northwest from bone-dry Southern California, we pulled into an RV park on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington. I looked around at the other RVs and smugly mentioned to my wife, “Look at these idiots – they don’t even know how to set up their awnings. All of the awnings are crooked, rather than set up nice and level like ours.” (I am ashamed to say that this is a direct quote -- she did not let me forget it. You know where this story is going . . . . )
That night, it rained pretty hard. The next morning, our awning was sagging badly, holding many heavy gallons of rainwater. The local “idiots” and their crooked awnings were perfectly dry because the awnings (of course) permitted the rain water to drain off.
We were just lucky that our awning didn’t break with the weight of the water. And in addition to learning a little humility, I learned something else from the “idiots” – make sure that the lower corner of the tilted awning is as far away from the front door as possible, so as not to flood the area in front of the door.
I had to laugh with you on this one. Those of us that live in the damp old rainy far north have had the awning thing figured out from day one. Plus you were in the wettest part of the state, the Olympic rain forest. Had we been there, us native campers would have taken bets on how long before your awning collapsed, cause we know you wouldn't of accepted any of us backwoods idiots advice to unlevel it. Of course I was the one who had my awning flipped up on the roof in the dry desert by the rogue wind.