Another fine day to fill a ScopeShield full of [bleep] water,ice and snow. Sandbagged a bit,as winds were closer to 80,than 50...though they've waned a bit after dark.
Still only about a single degree above freezing on the salt.
Upstream,it's frozen.
Hunkered in the Old Growth for a reprieve,it ain't so bad.
Parting shot for the Purists.
Awaiting the ScopeShield Tactical Fastener system,so you boobs can velcro your cough Silencers to them.