I feel like I wasn't actually there long enough to say I went to FreezeFest! After a harrowing drive through sub-zero temps in Nebraska and a snowy Vail pass in Colorado, I arrived in Hanksville. I drove down to camp the next morning, where everyone was hanging out in their cars with the heat on. There was talk of a canyon, but options were limited due to the snow on the ground. We finally agreed on a canyon, but the more we thought about it, the more unappealing it sounded.
"You know," I told Adam and Kristin, "I have beer. Lots of beer. And a warm hotel room with a shower."
Done. No canyon that day. But on the way back to town, I suggested we stop at Little Egypt and play in the snow.
And later, we went on a nice hike through Little Wild Horse Canyon, where Kristin and I had a little photo shoot in hopes of appearing on our favorite Instagram account, The_Topless_Tour. Kristin was having SO much fun in the snow. Adam was a little less enthused.
After the canyon, they dropped me off at the hotel. I had dinner and got ready to spend New Year's Eve around the camp fire. But I walked out the door and saw snow. Lots of snow falling heavily and accumulating. I didn't want to spend New Year's Eve stuck in a ditch with no cell service, so I opted to ring in the new year alone in my hotel room. Surprisingly, I was totally okay with this and went to bed at 10:00.
When I arrived at camp the next morning, everyone was packing up and clearing out. We'd gotten 8 inches of snow! Kristin and Adam followed me, feeling a little nervous about the driving conditions. The roads weren't great; they'd been plowed, but not salted, so they were icy. Suddenly we arrived at this open expanse of unplowed road, and I just took off, squealing with delight.
I am glad to be back in warmer temperatures, but I miss the snow. It was a short stay in Utah, but still amazing and beautiful.
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