Snow: Perfectly Rated

I live in an area where the snow very rarely comes to me. So occasionally I have to bring the mountain to Mohamad. This can be exceedingly difficult. On my most recent hunt for the Great White, problems where everywhere. My neice was visiting from another mostly snowless area so my wife and I decided that a snowday would be a good time. We loaded up the Element with sleds and warm clothes. Off we went. Long before we saw even one snowflake, we saw signs. CHAINS REQUIRED AHEAD. Damn. I don't own snow chains. Luckily, at the base of the mountain  there was a Price Gouging Thief renting snow chains to poor suckers like me. Parked everywhere, were  dozens of cars with disembodied legs sticking out from under them. Newbies like me learning to use tire chains. There is no acctual CHAIN involved I found out. The things looked more like they were made by an industrial strength jewelry maker like I might have had when I was nine, were I a girl. "Look mommy I made you a metal....monochrome...belt?" Thats what they looked like to me. I paid the thief and headed off to the mountain, chains in tow. When it finally became apparent that there WOULD be snow on this here trip, I climbed out in the FREEZING cold to put my new found chain installing skills to the test. First tire....Check. Second tire....damn. The "chain" was missing a buckle that held the whole contraption together. Surprising my wife (and myself) I MacGyvered it and we were once again on our way. It was slow go. This is when i started thinking "snow is SO overrated." We drove for about an hour and finally reached the snowplay area. It was COLD!! It was also so beautiful. Amazing really. Devon and I climbed up the hill dragging our sleds behind us. I'm not shy! I couldn't wait to ride that snowy hill. It was Great! So fun. If what your mom said about your face freezing that way was true, this would have been ok with me. I was smiling! Wouldn't mind looking like that for a long time. Devon took some encouraging, but she slid down the hill as well. More smiles. This was a GRAND time. It really was. Just a half hour earlier I was sure that snow was over rated. I realized then, that it wasn't. It was Perfectly Rated. It was the exact amount of fun that would motivate me to go through all the trouble that was the trip there. Ten percent less fun and I might not ever do it again. But it was perfect. Memorable. I would do it all again.....just not too soon.