I went anyway. I went about as far as I could without pressing a chance for being stuck and decided to make lunch. After about an hour, low and behold, Larry shows up with his state of the art Rubicon. Nice Jeep, Nice Guy. He went forward and we held our ground cooking up some food. An hour later Larry comes back down the hill and shows some pictures of what is ahead. Heck, I was done eating, so we fired up the Jeep and headed up with company this time. I ran in Larry's tracks right up to the point where I got stopped. I aired down and it was on, and it was getting dark and colder. I saw 22*. We went right up to where you would nee

d a bigger snow plow than Larry's 38's. After a bit of turning around events, down the mountain we went. We made it
it home by 2130 hours and had a good time. The snow was real nice.