We're home from an abbreviated Thanksgiving trek in the GA/NC mountains. There was a dusting of snow over the upper elevations, persisting on the north slopes and shady areas. Got to the trailhead late Thursday, too late for the 4.5 miles we had planned, so went only a mile to a trailside campsite on a semi-exposed ridge. Got supper going and set up the tent. Getting dark, getting cold. Finished our meal, made our last trips to empty our bladders, and got in the tent to arrange our gear. Then my normally reliable husband says, "Oops, I forgot my sleeping bag." Uh-oh.
Our daughter is with us, so we have two sleeping bags, one a Big Agnes of the type with no insulation on the bottom, but too short for his height. Night 1 was FRIGID. Daughter and I wore our down jackets and used his jacket to cover our hips/thighs, and the Big Agnes as a blanket. I had the non-insulated half. It wasn't good. Water bottles were half-frozen in the morning. My best guess is around 20*. Night 2 was a little warmer in a more sheltered locale, though at 1400' higher elevation. This time he used the Big Agnes, while she and I huddled under the fully insulated North Face bag. Actually got too hot after a while and took off our jackets. We learned that all three of us can fit on two sleeping pads, at least in cold family-snuggle weather.
Mornings were awful cold and we didn't want to get up. Daylight hours were too short for the miles we had planned, and we were already behind schedule. Just didn't seem like this trip was going to work out, so we bailed and came home.
Anybody else have a tale about something critical that was forgotten? How'd you cope? Improvise? Bail out?