In my life, I've been to the range when it was so cold skin would stick to magazines.
Also days where it was so hot the stocks would sweat BLO.
Been out on days with gale-force winds or pouring-down rain, too.
My average range day in the summer would be windless, unwavering hot (heat mirage even in the shade hot), with humidity like a punch in the stomach.
But, long ago it was inculcated in me that shooting skills are not things that are fair weather only.
So, I've a different definition of bad day at the range.
My bad day would be one in the glory of Texas' spring--fine, fair, comfortable. No wind, but a pleasant breeze; neither too sunny nor too overcast. Even no jerks along the drive to the range to spoil the drive. Even better, a decent crewe of folks along to shoot. To have carefully sorted out arms, ammo, ears, the works . . .
All to have left every one of the magazines you need at home 28 minutes' drive away.
Which is why there are spare mags in all, say again, all of my range bags.
Now.
LFMF