Ain't that the truth....I got caught in a similar situation deer hunting a number of years ago, except that it was more of an on and off drizzle all day long. I was in unfamiliar territory, and was told to stay put until my buddy picked me up late in the day. When he arrived, I was wet, cold, shivering and somewhat disoriented. Prior to that hunt, I had spent a fair number of days and nights in the woods, and was dressed (or so I thought) for the weather that day. I didn't realize how much trouble I was in until much later when I heard a fellow talk about his experience with hypothermia at an outdoor show. We chatted a bit after his presentation, and his insights gave me a new respect for such circumstances.Better 6f than 39f and heavy rain.
The post about the scouts camping in PA brought back fond memories. I was lucky to be in a troop that hiked and camped all year long. In the winter we used army surplus pyramid tents and had a blast. We were lucky to have adults who gave so freely of their time, a fact I didn't appreciate until I had kids of my own. If no one else said it lately, let me say thank you.
Jim