I was outside for 27 hours at around -30 to -40(it varied, obviously, because of night fall). We were X-raying pipe at an oil lease, examining them for hairline fractures.
The nature of the work was such that we were busy, but not really active, standing on one place for long minutes.
When we began I had already been up for a full day, since that was my first day on the job. The nature of the work is that you are on call day and night. I was dressed in winterized coveralls, gloves, winter boots, and a knit balaclava.
My hands and feet were fairly frost bitten most of that time, because I was standing in one place and handling ice cold steel pipe. Even with gloves on, that will leach the warmth out of you. Being dead tired didnt help either.
Taking rest breaks did not make any sense(to my boss), but neither did continuing to completion(to me). We shoved unheated(but not frozen) food in our mouths every few hours and went back at it.
Except for that, it was completely sustainable. I could have stayed outside for days if I had been active enough, was able to gain rest, and if I had enough to eat. It doesnt have to be hot food, but of course that helps.
Finally I threw a bit of a fit, refused to continue to work, and we went a service camp. We ate a hot meal, slept 7 hours or so(the best sleep ever), and returned to finish in the morning. My boss was pissed off because he was paid by the job, and the sooner we finished, the sooner he could accept more work.
He would have worked 30-40 hours to finish(and thats after we drove to the site), then drove home, hoping someone else would call. If he had to endure down time, then he’d sleep.
I quit. I’m sure that facilitated his work ethic.