Ah, bugaboos storms. I got hammered coming down South Howser a few weeks back. Loads of static, every hair was crawling and I swear my ice axe was picking up radio stations.
I think we'va all been there a few times at some point. I remember heading up Mt.Rae for a solo scramble in cloudless blue skys, only to get caught in a freek storm... Damn Ice axe was shocking me THROUGH my gloves... well I tossed that thing as far as I could and headed for lower ground only to end up huddled sitting on my pack getting pelted by hail wishing I had kept the axe long enough to pry the metal eyelets off my boots. Took me an hour to find my axe, then another hour after that for the ringing to stop in my ears. Wouldn't you know, after all that I get back to tthe parking lot and BAM! Blue Sky for the rest of the day.