My brother and I, as probationary riders, pitched our own tent apart from the huge one that housed other members of Team Rubber Chicken. It became somewhat of a difficulty several afternoons finding side-by-side space for two tents. Here, we ended up towards the back of "section G" the farthest of any from the stage and dining tents. We didn't particularly like having to walk that half mile or so, but it was nice not having to listen to the snoring (or whatever else was going on) in the neighboring tents.