A trip out to the highseat early yesterday morning saw me layered up to Michelin man levels. Even with innumerable thermal base layers and 4 pairs of socks (including thermal ones), the cold started get to my feet after a couple of hours. I always find it strange that I can endure the cold as long as my feet stay warm and dry. Whilst dry, they sure as hell got cold yesterday.
Had a deer obligingly shown up to be shot, the toes would probably not have been that much of an issue. However, and probably unsurprisingly, nothing showed up (and all I had to think about were my chilly tootsies!).
The lesson learnt yesterday was that, if it's that bloody cold that my toes freeze, chances are that the deer think its bloody cold too and have sensibly snuggled up somewhere under cover. It also didn't help that every step along the ride to get to the highseat unavoidably sounded like a gunshot as the grass and leaves were frozen brittle. Any deer that heard me crashing through would almost certainly have scarpered.
Next time, I may just stay in bed if the thermometer shows - 3C and go out later in the morning or leave it until the afternoon instead!
Absence of deer and cold feet aside, it was an incredibly beautiful morning to be out and it all serves as part of the learning curve.
And before anyone else says it, I'll accept that I'm a Southern softie and -3C isn't as cold as some people may stalk in
Had a deer obligingly shown up to be shot, the toes would probably not have been that much of an issue. However, and probably unsurprisingly, nothing showed up (and all I had to think about were my chilly tootsies!).
The lesson learnt yesterday was that, if it's that bloody cold that my toes freeze, chances are that the deer think its bloody cold too and have sensibly snuggled up somewhere under cover. It also didn't help that every step along the ride to get to the highseat unavoidably sounded like a gunshot as the grass and leaves were frozen brittle. Any deer that heard me crashing through would almost certainly have scarpered.
Next time, I may just stay in bed if the thermometer shows - 3C and go out later in the morning or leave it until the afternoon instead!
Absence of deer and cold feet aside, it was an incredibly beautiful morning to be out and it all serves as part of the learning curve.
And before anyone else says it, I'll accept that I'm a Southern softie and -3C isn't as cold as some people may stalk in