With two of them parallel and the third one across from it, and a rope hanging down from where they were tied together, the men pulled them upright.
They spread the poles so it would balance.
Then the remaining poles were leaned up against the three to complete the circle, a total of 18 poles.
Slick, heavy, wet poles! It rained a steady light rain the whole time.
The tipi cover was attached to another pole and raised into place.
Then the cover was pulled around the poles.
The dinner bell rang (or in this case, the dinner "horn" blew!), so we left the tipi project and went to the Mess tent. Dinner was hamburgers, hot dogs, chips, potato salad, macaroni salad, and pop. Everyone ate standing around under the tarps, then scurried through the pouring rain to their tents. Steven went back to the tipi to help lace up the cover and peg it down.
The tipi belongs to George, who was here with his dog, Gilbert, to teach brain-tanning and snaring. He's a full-time trapper and lives part of the year in a tipi to run his trap line. Here's his tipi the next day:
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