Wow, freezing weather!
The temperature dropped below 70F and I darn near froze to death - California.
I know, I know. You were swimming in your backyard pool and when you got out of the water, you had to wrap a beach towel around you immediately instead of waiting two minutes. How you must suffer.
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Which state?
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Thirty-six hours of strong wind and driving rain while camping wild on a remote Norwegian fjell ("fell" if you're from Yorkshire - high uplands if from neither country!).
That itself would only have been unpleasant, if my small tent had coped with it. It didn't. That night I ended up wearing water-proofs inside my sodden sleeping-bag as the water dripped onto my head. I had dropped my camera in a stream and I had had that open to dry out in a corner of the tent - where it now lay in a pool of water.
The driest of the lot was a lemming sheltering under the ground-sheet.
We had a long, hard walk back down to the road, but luckily we were going down that day anyway, and I had a spare sleeping-bag in the car. The weather turned bright and quite hot again too, so I could dry everything over the next day or so.
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That was only bad weather on a couple of days on holiday though; and I was able to recover the situation.
Far worse was the Winter of 1962-3, when even Southern England was gripped by a very unusually severe blizzard and the snow lay for quite some time. Two people died in their car not far from our town - trapped by drifts, they tried to keep warm by leaving the engine running, and were poisoned by the exhaust fumes.
Your first recounting reminds me of being in the USMC Northern Training Area in Okinawa, Japan. My unit was on a field exercise when a monsoon rain hit us overnight. When we woke up the next morning, it looked as if we had tried to go whitewater rafting in sleeping bags in six inches of mud. It washed half of our equipment downhill, and we were left high and wet like soaked rats.
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