[fabsroman]

I have nothing that bad. My worst experience was my first duck hunting trip out in the marsh. Went on this trip with a friend from law school and a couple of friends of his. Right after taking an exam in a night class we were taking, we headed to the Eastern Shore of Maryland. The drive was a little over 2 hours and we got there a little before midnight. After talking with his two friends, we decided to spend the night in the marsh to make sure that we got the best hunting sites possible.

Well, this was the first time I went waterfowling, so I didn't have any of the proper gear. I was borrowing one of the guys hip boots and I didn't have any other waterproof gear. Needless to say, it started pouring. Luckily, it was only October and the temps weren't too cold, but I wasn't a happy guy, I can tell you that. I was soaked. The worst part is that we hunted the morning, and the guy I was partnered with wouldn't shoot ducks unless they were right in the decoys. Hence, we passed up plenty of shots that I could make. After the morning session, we went back to one of the guys places and put our clothes in the drier. Then we went back out for the afternoon hunt. That wasn't as bad because it wasn't raining as hard.

This story is why I love my Columbia parka and bibs, my waders, my boots, and all the other warm waterproof clothing I now own.