The rain came out of nowhere. Not a downpour, just that steady, soaking kind that darkens the sand and makes the canyon smell fresh. Everyone hunkered down in their tents, half asleep, half listening to the drops drum against the nylon. When it finally let up, zippers started unzipping, and people stepped out smiling. The air cool, the light soft, and camp buzzing with that post-rain energy that makes the evening feel brand new.