We
headed up Fir Mountain Road, towards the junction with Husky Road. The snow got
deeper and the road turned steep and winding. The Tiger soon lost its footing
and I was forced to stop and chain up. Vince came back to see what had happened
to me and found the road surface too slick even with two wheel drive. He was
going nowhere until Amy climbed aboard to help him gain enough traction to drive
out of the low side of the corner. Once I chained up the Triumph just steamed
right up the hill! It was beautiful up there. A fine crystalline snow was blowing off the ice encrusted trees, which loomed through the fog. The road was a ribbon of white, unspoiled by traffic.