I enjoy driving in the snow and had taken off driving in the woodland country to get away from it all, in spite of the near blizzard snow storm we were enduring. I had been driving the back roads enjoying the snow when I rounded a bend and saw the Bronco sitting just off the road. I approached and once closer recognized the vehicle as belonging to a friend of mine, Caura. I pulled to the side of the road just in front of her and jumped out to go see what was going on, as the storm showed no sign of lacking while the temperature was starting to drop quickly. In the fading sunlight I walked back to see the relieved but shivering form of my friend.

“I am so glad to see you! I took off from home in a bad mood to get away from the ass and didn’t check my gas, got any or can you give me a ride into town?”

“Sure just grab what you need and we will head out, the roads are starting to get way to hard to get down” Caura gave me a smirk at the wording and gathered her things and together we headed to my truck. The truck died just as we got to it but was warm inside the cab and once everything was situated I tried to restart it. The truck would not start however and we were now stuck together.

I looked around as I was in an area known to me. I thought I remembered there being a hunting cabin near here. Telling Caura to stay I pulled my too light weight jacket closed and took off into the woods. I still could see the trucks when I first caught sight of the cabin. I walked back and told Caura “come on, that truck will be extremely cold soon and the cabin will be much better shelter” I tied a red rag onto the truck handle and we made for the cabin. I led the way as even though not really dressed for walking in the deepening snow I was dressed much better for it than Caura. The door to the cabin didn’t even have a lock and we entered. The sun almost down we barely had any time to look around. I found a pack of cupcakes and some dry wood and tender, Caura found some whiskey, matches and a bear skin rug, not one of those nice ones like in the movies, but a dusty dirty one like you would expect in a hunting cabin.