Back in the 80's I started to do winter snow trips. It was time to retire my old army gear and modernize. I bought new snowshoes, ice axe, shovel, a down parka and pants, and a winter tent. I couldn't wait for the next big snow storm.
Well it came. Forecast was for a lot of snow between Christmas and New Years; I headed up to the San Jacintos. Told the wife I would be back in a week.
The rangers really, really tried to discourage me. But they finally relented and gave me a permit. Well, it started to snow, and the wind started howling. I finally had to camp a few hundred feet below the peak, the visibility was so bad and it was difficult to stand. I thought about going to the emergency shelter, but I was too difficult to go further. Besides I had me a new winter tent.
I was in a blizzard. Pinned down for close to 48 hours. But this isn't the horror story. The tent was great, and the shovel was handy to keep the snow load off the tent. I was having a grand time.
THE HORROR STORY
I had taken some freeze dried food from a new company that is no longer in business. I suppose I should have tasted it before a trip like this, but I didn't. The food tasted awful, but I ate it. The second night, it must have been past midnight, the food went to work. My stomach gurgled and gurgled. Then it started to ache. It was bad. And I had to poop even worse than I felt. Outside the weather was awful. But I had no choice. I bundled up and ventured out into the blizzard. No time for a proper cat hole or to scout a proper location, I had to go NOW. Pulling down my pants, I ran out of time. No log to deposit, but a liquid projectile of which I had no control. When the deed was almost done, I noticed I had gone all over the outer bottom of my new down pants. Egad!
Well, I cleaned up as best I could, and pulled up my pants while fighting the wind gusts and snow. And then to my astonishment, I saw the liquid stuff had completely frozen, and it was just a matter of flicking it off my pants with the snow shovel. Everything was nice a clean. No residue. No smell.
I did wash the down pants when I finally got home though.