flying and camels

This is not about airplanes. It's a dream I had Sunday morning prior to leaving for Sacramento once again.
I was with friends in the middle of a farm field with a farm house nearby and a tent set up for a graduation party. I'm sure the tent was because I'm having to miss high school graduations and weddings back in Minnesota.  The wind became ferocious and blew the tent away. I didn't care because the wind was strong enough to have me flying through the air on my back. I was concerned because the field was only a quarter mile long and I had no clue how I was going to land in that short period. I maneuvered down to 3-4 feet and was preparing to land when 4 single humped camels came out of the woods directly into my flight path. I landed safely but was immediately nosed by all the camels.
Flying was a complete blast. I'll have to do it again, lucid dreaming here I come.