“I don’t suppose you guys have snow tires for those bikes?” asked a hunter. We just laughed.

That night a storm hit and  the next morning, we woke up to a ‘winter wonderland.’

We tried to pack the tent in, but even without stakes it stood frozen in place.

So we crawled back into our sleeping bags for a day of card games and listening to country music.

More plateau impressions:

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