After 40 years of flying, most of it "professionally"....

... I helped a friend ferry his new-to-him Debonaire from SEA to Texas. After a fuel stop at Boise, we began the next leg to Montrose with an initial route over the Cascades.
While climbing out over rising terrain and beneath a high overcast we suddenly lost our ability to climb. The rising terrain continued to rise toward the Deb's belly....while the Vertical Speed Indicator remained at Zero. In only a minute we had accumulated a half inch of clear ice from freezing rain out of the clouds well above us.
We crested over a ridge and onto a flat plain that stretched for miles. We were about 300 feet AGL (and 7K msl) , and the viz was about 10 miles with an overcast a few thousand above us. Watching the rocks and prairie-grass slide by, I had the realization that I'd cruised higher while flying pipeline patrol, and that little Deb's IO-470 was pulling max power just to keep us there, hov'ring at about 75 mph. (Humph! The Super King-Air doesn't run out of oomph like this! What'd Beech do when they made THIS thang?)
Too low to turn around and face that ridge again and too low to continue toward the Rockies, and too slow to make a positive climb due to the ice.
The OAT was exactly 32-F.
I made a last-ditch effort to improve our lot by descending

to skim the ground,(...Yes, 100' is lower than 300'...) hoping for a slight improvement in OAT....and was feeling my friend and former student's eyes on me. HIs Deb wasn't doing too good and his buddy wasn't looking too confident I'd imagined.
Anyway, it was just barely a degee warmer next to the ground (maybe due to friction with the earth...

) and v e r y s l o w l y ...the ice sublimed-away over the next 20 miles, and we were able to climb up through a HOLE and into the sunlight, where we stayed (11.5K MSL) until time to descend into Montrose and shoot the approach and land.
The reason I'm getting to the point of being an old pilot...is because I was a lucky pilot that trip. Despite my "previous experience"...I danged near scared myself that day. Freezing, super-coooled rain/drizzle. Dangerous beyond expectation.