Was in Altmar NY, wading the Salmon River in January, fishing for Steelhead. Air temp was 28F, water temp was 33F. I had been fishing for about 3 hours, and was pretty cold. I waded out about 20 feet from shore, in about 5 feet of water....I was on a rock so I was about waist deep as I stood there. My legs started feeling really cold, so I decided to get out of the water and go warm up. When I got back to shore, I realized I had a couple of problems. 1) My waders were full of water up to my crotch. 2) My legs were so cold I could barely move them. 3) I had to step up about 2 feet to get up on shore...which with waders full of water, and legs that were "dead", I could not. 4) There was no one else anywhere near me. I tried walking downstream to find a better exit point, but found I could not go far as my legs were giving out completely. I found an area where the bank was more sloped. I tried climbing up the slope, but could not make it. I was beginning to panic a bit, and I was so cold I could not even shiver anymore...a sure sign I was getting close to hypothermia. After several attempts to get out of the water, I was close to exhaustion. I decided drastic measures were needed. I sprawled backwards on the sloped shore, and managed to get my chest waders off (that took some doing since my lower body was still in the water, and my coordination was very compromised at this point). Once relieved of the weight of the water filled waders, I could crawl up the bank out of the water. I reached back and grabbed the waders and dragged them out behind me. I had already tossed my rod and mini tackle box up on shore. I left everything right there, and slowly staggered the 1/2 mile or so back to where I had parked my truck. It took me about 5 minutes or so just to unlock truck (my whole body was close to shutting down). I dragged myself into the truck and managed to get the truck started. I turned the heat on low as the truck warmed up, and very carefully warmed myself up, and rested for an hour or so. Then I could move some, so I got my duffle bag out of the back, and got a set of dry clothes and my extra jacket out, and put them and my boots on. I rested some more, and then walked back and got my waders and tackle, and walked back to my truck and headed back to the fishing lodge where I was staying. After a long shower and redressing, I checked out my waders. It seems that I had torn a hole in them near the,,,,uh.... buttocks, and that is why they took on water. It happened slowly enough that I just thought I was getting chilled, and had no clue at that point that I was in serious trouble. I ended up with some frostbite, but was lucky that the damage was not much worse. I very easily could have been unable to get out of the water, and could have died of exposure right there. After that I no longer waded alone in cold weather, and made it a point to get out of the water often, and warm up. I seldom even waded alone in warm weather after that, and I always wore a life jacket (SOSpenders) when I did. For the past few years I have been pretty much unable to do any wading, as I had lung cancer and had part of a lung removed. My breathing is somewhat compromised, so I don't risk wading.
Goes to show that a couple of poor decisions can get you in serios trouble. I should not have been wading alone under those conditions. I should have gotten out and warmed up much more often. I should have paid attention to the fact I was getting very cold much faster that I should have been, I should have realized that although it was not difficult to get into the water where I was, it was going to be very difficult to get out of the water there....and there was no place close by that was easier access. I was stupid, and very lucky things did not end up much worse.