The last decent buck I killed was in 2011, on the the second day of a steady rain. I was on the ground, but next to a big oak and under one of those umbrella thingys. They're worth their weight in gold, especially for working stiffs that can't pick and choose their hunting days. My deer ended up in a foot and a half of water in a small pool that had formed in the bottom of a ravine. Up until I waded in to drag out my buck, I was pretty dry thanks to the umbrella and my old Cabelas Gore-tex coat. If not for the umbrella, I never would have lasted out there for a day and a half to see the deer I ended up shooting.
