It is winter, it is cold. Very cold. All of Charleston has this gloomy look to it. I wanted to fly; however, the cold air didn't want me to. I logged a few hours in January and February prepping for my upcoming checkride in March. I even deiced a Cessna 172 with a spray bottle, it wasn't bad until a King Air decided to advance to full power on the ramp in front of me. Cold ears suck! Here's to better weather!