I'm a relative noob, but I definitely had a bad night the other night. As I was looking for the first cache of three for that evening, it started to POUR with rain. And there's me without a coat or anything.....I didn't find it.
Headed for the second one. Bushwacked for about an hour getting closer and closer in the woods, only to spot it on the far side of a river. Thought about wading across since I was so damp, but sanity prevailed.
So then bushwacked towards cache 3 (clearly, there was a path out there somewhere I never found). Still raining, soaked to the bone, DETERMINED to find at least one of the three caches, and another dadgum river in the way....so I tried to walk across a log to cross the river which of course gave me wet feet and a very sore bum. Just by the cache site, of course, there was a bridge.
I didn't find cache number three that night either.
To compound things, I got home about the same time as non-geocaching hubby who found me standing by the washing machine and stripping. That took a LOT of explaining since I'd told him I'd be home that evening