On Valentine’s Day, six of us snowmobiled up to the Garnet Mountain Forest Service Cabin to spend the night. The building is an old fire lookout on top of the mountain, with windows on all aspects–truly a room with a view.
We had a three-course meal: baked brie, elk steak tacos, topped off with Caroline’s pineapple upside down cake, baked atop the wood stove.
As midnight approached, we were several rounds into the rowdy card game, Danish Bastard. After yelling “Eat it!” and “Gobble gobble!” to the losers, the guys read Don Juan love poems off the back of XOXO chocolate wrappers–though only if they’d won (a.k.a. lost) that round of cards.
The place had four bunk beds, and Casey’s border collie, Kirby, who is an avalanche dog at Big Sky, got to share one of the top bunks with Ruth. The wind howled steady 35-40 all night, and every time we opened the door, the entire building shook and howled, making a sound very much like a fog horn.