by Benoit Demortier | French | Australia | Berri | March 23, 2020

Berri. I camp in front of the lake. It’s the storm of the year. Each minute, I hear a thunderclap with gusts of winds over 100km/h. Suddenly BAM! The wind has broken my tent, metal rods are broken. I am staying under my crushed tent until the morning. Best night ever! TFP