DISCLAIMER: Sorry to all those who have heard this already, but it's too great to not post on the blog with the pics.
We had a fun adventure to the cabin for Christmas. We made it through half of Cedar Mountain with no problem until we hit Kane county who apparently is against plowing. Here's the difference.
Yep, the first picture is what it looks like plowed, so you can imagine the scariness of the not plowed parts. Philip was white knuckled the whole way. When we finally got to the cabin, the road was completely covered, so there was no way we were going on it. It was dusk and snowing, so Philip decided to run to the cabin, open it up, turn on the heat and water heater and head back with skis, snow attire and a sled to haul our stuff. I geared the kids up and consolidated the bare necessities into 1 bag.(THANK YOU Annie and Anneli for lending us snow clothes because they would have froze without it)
When Phil got back it was completely dark and the snow was really coming down. Ben started a fever somewhere outside of Vegas and was not doing so well, so we were really worried how we were going to get him to the cabin without making it worse. Luckily Phil brought a huge jacket so he carried Ben in the Baby Bjorn and zipped him inside his coat.
I loaded up the sled with our necessities, carried Amelia on my shoulders and pulled the sled. It was slow going. I was trying to manage walking in 18 inches of snow with no light or snow boots while pulling a sled and carrying Amelia, who was screaming because she had snow on her mittens and was scared because "it's dark in here". To say the least, I was holding Phil up, who had skis, a light and my sick baby, so I told him just to take Ben to the cabin and then come back for us. I attempted to stay in his tracks, but it was so dark, it was hard to find them some times. I kept going thanks to Amelia's little words of encouragement like, "don't fall mommy" and "mommy's so strong". I thought, if pioneers could do this wearing dresses, puling handcarts and having no warm cabin in sight, I could do this. We managed to get two thirds of the way when I heard Phil calling out to us. Amelia kept yelling back, "hey dad. What you doing". We met up and I was happy to hear Ben was able to stay asleep the whole way and was now happily sleeping in the warm cabin. I was so glad Phil was there to pull the sled the last part, because getting up to the driveway is the hardest and the driveway has the deepest snow. Phil decided he wanted to make 1 more trek to the car that night for Amelia's medicine and a few other things we were worried about leaving in the freezing car all night. (soda bottles that freeze and explode everywhere!!, expensive electronics, Amelia's baby and blankies) And I think he was so hopped up on adrenaline, he needed to do it one last time. It sounded fun until he hit that dreaded driveway again, and thought, "I've made a terrible mistake", but he made it. All in all, it was a crazy idea, but it all worked out. No huge problems, just a lot of sore muscles and wet clothes. For the rest of our visit, it was a fun adventure to trek to the car (in daylight, with snow clothes and skis or snow shoes) and see what we had done. Our last day, they plowed the road so even Amelia walked out. It seemed so cowardly. These are pics of us leaving but you get the idea of us coming.
