I wrap everything in the pack in big plastic garbage bags, so even if I get dunked, my spare clothing, sleeping bag, and camera gear stay dry. I learned that the hard way as a kid when I went under after a coin toss to see who was going to tie off the rope at the other end of a Spring ford.
I spent four days in a makeshift igoo at 9,000 ft with no gear at all! My little early Pentax had to be sent in for service, but lasted thousands of miles
of mtn travel afterwards. But what happened to my friend recently is that he was testing out one of these new tent designs for another friend who
own a big-name outdoor equip company, which doesn't need poles because you substitute your own trekking poles. Well, then those are preoccupied
supporting the tent when you might need them! - like crossing a slippery creek at dusk with your expensive camera over your shoulder. We were
clear back in Kaweah Basin, the very furthest spot from a road in the Sierra. We salvaged his twisted ankle with a lot of duct tape. I whittled two
prosthetic legs from whitebark pine branches to replace the broken carbon-fiber legs on his Gitzo. One expensive Zeiss lens on his Contax 66 merely
had a dented filter thread, which I pried into functionality with another makeshift tool whittled from a pine stick. But the other lens went into the
creek and was distinctly "soft focus" thereafter. He sunned it out the best he could, then a week later when we reached our cars, I put it in my
little dessication box, and that gradually cleared up the fogging, and it never did need to be sent in for service. But the misadventure still didn't end,
because he had put the keys for his own vehicle in one of those little Hide-A-Key magnets behind a bumper. But some chipmunk or something had
gotten back there and absconded it. So we were wandering around the woods exhausted and filthy with headlamps, until after two hours we found it.
Then he decides to repack all his exposed rolls of 120 film from the trip still wearing that bright halogen headlamp. That ruined most of his exposures. Guess we all learn things the hard way.