It rained on us for 12 hours on Sunday whilst we were hiking. We even
stopped for an hour and a half lunch, during which it continued to rain. It
rained as we climbed a mountain, it rained as we ate. It rained as we
walked down a mountain. It stopped raining long enough for us to start
pitching our tent, but then restarted immediately, just to ensure our
entire tent became as wet as possible whilst we were pitching it. Then, it
rained right on until midnight. It's just as well everyone knows bears
don't go out in the rain, because we cooked in our vestibule and ate in our
tent. Then we slept with our food. Because I think we might have floated
away if we got out to hang up our ursack.
Here's a photo of the cloud we hiked right through at the top of the
mountain. That was pretty cool.