There was freezing rain with wind that cut right through your layers. My hands were numb, my gear was soaked and my mood tanked. I pushed it way too far and learned my lesson about limits
It was late November, rifle season, and I was out with two buddies on a Thursday morning. The cold rain turned to sleet, the wind picked up, and we were soaked. We laughed the whole time, finished the day cold and beat, and still bring it up years later.
