My trail cameras showed bucks passing by them between 1:00 and 4:00 pm and before 8:00 am. With the 6 miles in I’m always gone before 1:00 and it’s hard to hike 3 hours in the dark to make the early hours. Solution; go in and camp. Spend the night. Clear sunny weather was predicted. Someone forgot to tell the weather. It snowed lightly during the 3 hour hike in in the dark then turned partly cloudy. Not a bad Sunday. 10 minutes before I arrived a buck walked past my camera. I hunted all day. Waiting as long as I could in the cold. I hiked 1.6 miles further in. Lots of track in the snow. From 1:30 to dark I hid and waited. Nothing. With waning twilight I pitched my tent. I had sweated and my socks and shirt were wet. I changed those, put on long johns and a vest and stocking cap crawled into sleeping bag at 5:00 pm. It would be along night until morning at 6:30. At 4:00 I woke to hoarfrost coating the inside of the tent. At 6:30 I slipped my feet into my frozen boots and donned my frozen wool pants. It began to snow heavily. I waited at the meadow with the cameras from 7:00 to 8:00. I thought to heck with it. I packed up and hiked the 6 plus miles out. Ah, Sitka Blacktail hunting adventures. The hot shower and fire felt wonderful. Near 16 miles round trip, no deer called in, lots of tracks on the old snow. Only 2 sets in the new snow in 6 miles.