The crunch of snow beneath her boots and the chill nipping at her nose do nothing to alleviate the pressing discomfort in her lower abdomen. Her body shivers, but not from the cold - the desperation to relieve herself has taken over. She squats, her gloved hands fumbling with her layers, the steam of her breath fogging up her glasses. The first warm trickle feels like pure ecstasy, her body relaxing as her bladder empties into the snow. She sighs, her breath misting in the air, a smile playing on her lips as she watches her golden relief seep into the snow.