Last year, I stood in the pouring rain to photograph this event and wound up with poison ivy for six weeks. This time around, I woke up at 430AM to try again. Again, it was dark and cloudy. Rain was supposed to start at any minute. Different lens, different strategy. Am I sure which was more successful? Not really, but at least I don’t need to see a doctor! What wound up being entertaining was watching the ways people tried to cross the logs. As the mud built up, more and more people turned to sitting down and they all found it was a huge mistake.