It was a Winter Series Tournament, we fished it and gave up at noon. To say it was miserable, is an understatement. I couldn't feel my fingers or toes and no fish to get the blood flowing. As difficult as the fishing was, the real adventure was getting out of the PC parking lot and getting home. Oh my!! At one point yesterday, I looked down and the snow was drifting above the top of seats from the back deck. It was past time to leave by then.