I set up camp in a dusty corner. I cant tie a knot. My father knew a slew of knots. He’s have scaffolding, planks of wood for boxing up driveways, ladders and all sorts bound to the tray of his ute with truckers hitch’s holding it all down. Those one’s used leverage for tension. Like a system of pulleys.
I know how to roll and truss a pork belly. Butchers knots. I know a couple. Sometimes they slip.
No good for camping, Butchers knots.
These things you learn.