I was camping on Saturday night just gone and it was sub zero. I had the maggot sleeping bag and a reindeer skin under me in the hammock. My pee bottle was suspended above me in the small dry bag that my hammock usually lives in.
At around three in the morning, needing to go, I unzipped the maggot and reached up for the bottle. The hammock had sunk a little and I couldn't quite reach the ridge line to unclip the fastex buckle on the dry bag. I could just reach the bottom of the dry bag though, so I pulled it down towards me. As I released the fastex buckle, the ridge line snapped up smartly against the tarp and half a gallon of freezing condensation rained down on me. I did the business and lobbed the bottle over the side, but I didn't get back to sleep till about four thirty.
Eric