But it’s true. The smoke from ANY fire will find me. I can move as many times as I want, and it will always follow me.
Campfire smoke always changes directions? Not if I remain still. It’s me affecting the microclimate? Then why don’t the other six or so people moving around affect it?
It even works when I’m lighting the grill. Doesn’t matter who’s around, or where they stand. The smoke finds ME.
It’s a good thing the draw in a chimney is so strong…I’d never be invited to anyone’s house during the winter.
Is this like that thing where streetlamps go out if you walk underneath them?
(WAG, because I’m really not a scientist, but there might be particles in your clothes that attract particles in the smoke…?)
You really oughta invest in a universal smoke shifter. I think Camp-Mor carries them; if they’re out of stock, ask a sales clerk and I’m sure they’ll tell you who does have them on hand.
Yes, I’ve heard the old Girl Scout chestnut. However, if smoke follows beauty, then why doesn’t Tony Stewart (Smoke) finish behind Kasey Kahne (beauty) in every NASCAR race?
The scientifically tried and true method to deflect smoke is to lick your pointer finger and then point it in the opposite direction to which the smoke is drifting.
The only problem arises when the campfire is surrounded by people all doing the same thing. I have, however, seen smoke spiral into an upward vortex when this happens.
Yeah, add me to the list. I rarely bother sitting during our annual camping trips, just because I’ll have to move my chair out of the smoke’s path after a minute anyway.
Hey, here’s a thought – since the smoke follows all of us, we should all go camping together. Eight smoke-attractor-type people around a campfire? Heh…we’ll totally freak out the smoke 'til it don’t know what to do.
Bingo. The place to stand is not at the head of the smake drifting away from you (temporarily), but to the *side *of the smoke. Of course, inevitably some other schlub comes up and plops their chair down in the wrong spot, sending the smoke running to you like an outraged toddler.