Bad Luck

While I'm playing catch up on the blog I'd better not forget to document our BAD LUCK!!! Since this is posting in reverse order you haven't read about our beautiful day of skiing on Christmas Eve. I think there must be some rule about skiing that if the conditions are perfect something else is bound to go wrong. Between the four snowmobiles we had up there with us three of them were having problems. That may have been a blessing in disguise since it lead us to Magog.

Anyway, even worse than the snowmobile problems... as we headed up Tony Grove on the snowmobile Brad noticed his arm pocket to his coat wasn't zipped up. This wouldn't have been that big of deal other than that is the pocket he leaves his keys in and sure enough his keys were no longer in his pocket. We ignored this thinking they were back by the vehicles and continued to enjoy a beautiful day of skiing.

When we got back down to the vehicles we were disappointed to find no keys anywhere. Since we were on vacation and we weren't smart enough to bring two sets of keys we were in trouble.

We hitched a ride out of the canyon and stopped at Brad's cousins where we thought Brad's parents were. Once again Larry and Kevin to the rescue. We crashed the Johnson's Christmas Eve dinner and Kevin got Brad back up the canyon to meet the Beazer Lock and Key guy. We were lucky he was able to make a key for us on Christmas Eve.

Like my dad always says STUPID HURTS!!!