Tips for staying warm.
I awoke shivering uncontrollably. A friend and I were on a fast-and-light winter attempt of the Presidential Traverse in New Hampshire, taking only a sleeping bag, water and food. My partner had become hypothermic from the continuous cold and lack of calories. He was slightly disoriented and starting to stumble. We sought shelter on the leeward side of the closed observatory on the summit of Mount Washington. I’d decided to let him rest for a couple of hours and keep an eye on him.
But I fell asleep myself, and my own core temperature dropped. Trying to get my blood circulating, I did jumping jacks, to no avail. In desperation, I pulled a Snickers bar out of my pocket and choked it down. Within a few minutes, the sugar kicked in, and my shivering subsided. Lesson learned. In the ensuing 30 years, I have learned even more about staying warm in the cold.
This story is from the January 2017, #239 edition of Rock and Ice.
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