i spent the night in the grayson highlands, virginia, on saturday night. hiked in from fox creek. cut across pine mountain. ate an early dinner at thomas knob shelter (temp was about 20 degrees at 4:30). hiked a little down the trail toward brier ridge to watch the sunset and pitch camp in the woods. by the time i had my tent set up and was in my sleeping bag (which was a 30 degree bag) it was about 6:15 and already 15 degrees.
i experienced the longest night of my life on saturday. yep. i’m pretty sure of it. i can’t remember a longer night. there were gail force winds (i’d say about 40-50 mph) and a lite snow/icey granules all night. i started to get a little cold sometime in the night. so, i put on both pairs of gloves- glove liners and fleece gloves. as for clothing: i wore capaline uppers and bottoms, fleece pants, a fleece top, smartwool socks and a smartwool cap.
the last hour or hour and a half of the night was definitely the longest. when i finally dug myself out of the not-so-warm depths of my sleeping bag, my little thermometer that i carry read zero degrees. yes. zero degrees. it was definitely the most extreme conditions i’ve ever camped in.
i was never chilled to the bone. i did get to watch a pretty incredible sunrise on sunday morning. i did cut my hiking trip a day short on account of the severe conditions. once i started hiking i took off my down jacket (which was used as a pillow the night before) and fleece pants and was fine in a pair of shorts, a fleece top, and a layer of capaline.
i think it is just because i’m either cold hearted or cold blooded. i can’t remember which.
grizzly adam