www.wiggys.com Jerry's archived articles are well worth the reading. Compressed sleeping bags are a reflection of our own inflated expectations. Even the finest kit deserves proactive use by the owner. I was out of the service, in college on a strict G.I. Bill budget. I went on a field trip with about the cheapest excuse for a bag imaginable. I froze. My next check largely went into a arctic rated down bag. I negotiated a deal because it was an unpopular peagreen colour and heavier than the popular bags. Back in the desert and I pulled out my bag. Poor thing looked like a dehydrated worm.I crawled in to tired to worry. Hey, it was a premium arctic rated bag. I was still cold. This led to a ritual shaking not unlike an italian tarantella. My peers told new members it was a evening prayer I was obliged to perform after taking part in a peyote vision quest. <img src="/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I crawled back in and was so warm a Mohave green took refuge next to me. This New Age type proclaimed our campsite a power spot. <img src="/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />