Nice story, there was a part where I felt it a bit weak, eventually it regained strength and it captured my attention.

It's sad when adventures are supposed to be enjoyed and they end up in tragedy.

That was captured within the poem.

The materials I had were short and simple
Enough to make a bed, and a fire to cook on,
But little did I know about what was to come
and how I was to survive left me all from numb

A gust of wind, and a snowstorm at that
Was no help to me, for I lost everything I had
To walk in the dark, but my breath was visible
was all but comforting, for I was invisible

The rhyming in this two stanza sounds kind of force in my opening and that's what I meant by a bit weak.

I do enjoy a good adventure poem and this one has plenty of dare and excitement within !

I think the moral message here is Never take Mother Nature for granted, it's a very one-sided contest!!