"We will sleep in the car!" she said. "It'll be like camping!" Easily convincing the impressionable and compulsive Trick, he agreed not only to make the journey but apparently to drive as well.
A miraculous four hours of driving on treacherous roads of ice and slush later, the unlikely pair arrive at a cozy parking lot round the quaint hour of 3AM. Sleep at last, or so one would think. But alas, the half-box of Cheez-its that Trick had devoured decided digestion was not in their immediate future.
Two hours of dry-heaving later, Trick finally got some sleep only to be awakened again by the rapidly dropping temperature.
Luckily, Mel was in no hurry to ride and a much needed two hour nap in the lodge allowed for a half-day of fun in the pow!
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