As people across the West are well aware, an arctic flow has descended upon us--thanks fer that, Canada. We love it in remotest Tehachistan when the glaciers advance and the ice bears cometh. Fortunately, it hit after school and during a weekend, so travel was never a question. We sat back, watched the temperature and snow fall. When the storm cleared, we lit out for the territories in the mountains hereabout. As a teenager when I became aware of what mountains really were, I always fantasized about living in a place where it snowed. Here, at least a few times each year, my dreams come true.
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