Matt G at Better and Better has an entry about rough weather camping and scouting. My rough weather camping story is from the Army in Germany circa 1964.
We were at a rifle range for two days of qualification and had set up our 40 man platoon tents. I was sent back to our Kaserne on a mail run and, upon return, no spot was left to set up my cot. Rather than get in a fight or go whine to the platoon sergeant, I tossed my gear into the empty deuce and a half bed and went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, our bivouac was hit by a powerful storm that knocked down the tents and soaked everybody and everything. After viewing the ghastly scene from the dry comfort of the truck bed, it was back to sleep for old ish, despite all the noise and cussing.
Walking around the next morning in dry boots and wearing a dry uniform brought many unkind and/or vulgar remarks from my comrades. My responses. along the lines of being a well prepared, savvy trooper who should be emulated, only increased their displeasure. You just can't please some people.