Years ago when I started hunting I never missed an opurtunity, wet, cold, hot, it did'nt matter. Then one time a few years back, I was out hunting on a truely miserable day. I ask myself why am I out here? I hunt for the fun and enjoyment, and this is no fun. I got out of my stand and went home. Oh I still hunt on some not so nice days, but I'm more selective now. My time spent in the woods is ment to be a time away from everyday struggles. Animals seen or not just a good day to be out. If you get something that just makes it even better.