A towel is just about the most massively useful thing any Camper can carry. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you — daft as a brush, but very very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course you can dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
Epic Beach Towel
I was pleasantly surprised by the towel. It’s medium thickness, and pretty soft without being that kind of soft where it still leaves you wet. I use it regularly, and it’s been through the wash for the last year, but the print still looks new. It’s really fun when I take it to an event and somebody sees it and “gets it”.
- 100% cotton velour/terrycloth towel
- Towel size: 30″ x 60″
- Immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: noncamper) discovers that a camper has this towel with them, he will automatically assume that they are also in possession of a toothbrush, washcloth, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet-weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the camper any of these or a dozen other items that the camper might accidentally have “lost.” What the strag will think is that anyone who can hitch the length and breadth of the Galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through and still knows where their towel is, is clearly someone to be reckoned with.
|Dimensions||60 x 30 in|