We return to camp, the weather turns cold and windy and it looks like rain. I decide to risk it and not put the tarp up and this works out OK. We move the table into the tent, close the tent and have dinner inside. It's very cozy with plenty of room and I can even stand without crouching. During the night, possums disturb us so we go outside to investigate. There are two and they are not even a tiny bit scared of us; a very big one just sits on top of the post and looks contemptuously at me. At a time of his own choosing, he suddenly leaps across to a nearby tree, runs up it and disappears into the bush. Brilliant.