+1 with Daniel.
I got caught above treeline one early evening in the middle of a hellacious thunder and lightening storm and all I could think of as I was holding onto my trekking poles to stabilize my tent against the freight train winds and pounding hail stones, were the grommets and metal tips at the top! Luckily there were a smattering of trees and rocks around that were taller than me, but still....
I must say it was an impressive display of mother nature's power that was simultaneously beautiful and terrifying, but I kept hearing Elmer Fudd in my head singing "I'll kill da waa-bit, kill da waa-bit! Arise, Storm. North winds bwow! South winds bwow! Typhoons... Hurricanes... Earthquakes! Smog!
Oh, whaa I have dun? Oh, whaa have I dun? I killed da waa-bit!"