SNOWED IN

Bryan had a plane to catch to get down to California for Christmas, but there was one little problem. The small cabin that him and his brother had been staying in for the past week was kind of snowed in. Bryan went to go open the door, to check out the weather, when he was met with five feet of snow.

“What the-?” he said, staring out at the plain white of the whole yard, not a single speck of any color to be seen. there bikes must be under all this, and their bikes were their only mode of transport.

“What’s up?” his brother, Jarod, asked as he came into the kitchen where Bryan was still standing looking out the door. “You’re letting all the cold in.”

“We’re snowed in, dude,” Bryan said, gesturing out to the snow.

“Oh,” Jarod said, looking behind Bryan and out the door, “I see. That’s a problem.”

Bryan glared at his brother, “way to point out the obvious.”

Jarod laughed, “calm down, you can walk out there.”

Bryan shook his head, “and go where?”

“I’m sure once you get to town the streets will be plowed,” Jarod said, shrugging casually.

“I would die before I get there,” bryan said.

“You’re kind of over reacting,” Jarod said, “I’ve been snowed in before, when I was in Finland a few years ago, it’s no big deal.”

“So what do we do?” Bryan asked, finally shutting the door because he was finally starting to feel the cold seeping in.

“We get on our gear, grab our shovels and shovel our way out of here,” Jarod said, “since there’s no point in waiting for it to melt.”

Bryan was silent for a second, thinking of ways that was a bad idea.

“And don’t even act like you’ve never shoveled anything before,” Jarod said, “come on you got a plane to catch.”

“It’s like five feet,” Bryan finally said.

“And you, my brother, are six feet,” Jarod said, patting Bryan’s back before heading into the living room and calling, “come on and gear up, bro!”

Bryan laughed to himself, realising that there was no not going along with his brother so he followed him and got geared up in layers and layers of warm clothes all topped off with snow pants and a big jacket. He wondered how he was gonna actually move in this.

Then Jarod handed him a snow shovel and they were out the door, shoveling the high snow with each step. When they reached the road, they could only tell they did because their shovels hit asphalt instead of the dirt driveway. Other than that it didn’t look much different, just a whole lot of snow.

“This is gonna take forever,” Bryan said mostly to himself  before digging back in with his shovel and starting again.

And it did indeed take a good chunk of forever and by the time they finally arrived to plowed road Bryan was freezing inside and out.

“Alright dude, let’s get inside somewhere warm,” Jarod said.

“No need to tell me twice,” Bryan laughed.

They were late for his flight already and he’d have to get another one, so they spend the rest of the day in a cafe eating pastries and hot chocolates. And then they made the long trudge back up to their secluded cabin in the mountains, the roads were fortunately plowed and they just dragged their shovels behind them.