the fluff we wait for

So one of my latest adventures was a trip up Big Cottenwood to a camp site called Ledgmere. The setting was a brand new super fluffy snow! Two of my girl friends (friends that are girls) and I had planned a very unique excursion, a picnic in a cave! So for those of you who have not had the privilege of visiting the cave, it is just off the the path about 60 feet from the parking lot. So we get up there and I make the approach into the 1 1/2 feet of snow on the ground of the parking lot, with the trusty five sibling tested Jeep Wangler Rio Grande' edition. Naturally I thought that she could brave the journey coming out. We had a great time in the cave eating our food with minimal amounts of mineral water dripping into our hot chocolate, from the stalactites..... Then we returned to the car.... oops the trusting wrangler does not do so well trying to drive out of the snow. Well since Isaac had been learning about Title IX in my sport and american society class, he decided to implement some equality ethics of his own. Since I was the only one that could drive a clutch, Sarah and Jade had to relive the womens pull. Dang the car still did'ent move. So I got a american egal bag and scooped/scraped away some grooves for the tiers. Great, the friction coefficient was increased! With this and the add force from the gentle ladies we escaped! As we pulled out of the camp site I spotted a cop, eeee'h he would not have been to pleased if he saw us, cuz, the sign clearly sad "camp site closed during the winter".