One of the coldest events I was ever at was actually in Louisiana, near Deridder, the last event they had there, (and only one I ever got to attend). I burned the soles of my cheap sutler row brogans trying to keep my feet warm, those brogans looked ragged and hurt my feet trribly, but two events later I got introduced to the excellent shoes from Robert Land, which I still wear those shoes.
Funny part about Deridder, I was still in High School and thus excluded from the drinking, but one fellow who used to pop up at events out here, who dresses up as General PGT Beauregard, and looks just like the real Beauregard, (I think he's creole just like Beauregard), was in camp and he got hammered. Finally towards the end of festivities "General Beauregard" tripped and fell right into the fire and had a heck of a time getting out!
Funny as can be, and I got bragging rights. I know what General Beauregard would have looked like drunk falling in a fire! But my God that was a cold event, I don't think I slept that whole weekend it was so cold.