Yeah, since I always keep moving back here in the back of my mind, I kept telling myself that this was all relatively unusual, and that normally I wouldn't even be on any roads during this kind of weather, much less those backwoods switchbacks. Now that I'm off the roads and inside drinking hot cocoa and looking at the sun rise over the snow banks and evergreens after watching my nephew open gifts, winter doesn't seem so bad, not bad at all.. Anyway, we were only in Madison for a quick overnight pit-stop...unless you were at Nat Spiel or the Great Dane, you probably didn't see us blur by! Merry Christmas!