The winter season was already here, and schools were gearing up for the thanksgiving holiday, in Colorado. Around this time, Colorado Rockies usually get heavy snow storms and blizzards that provide suitable conditions for winter sports. The state enjoys an economic boost from tourists; locals, nationals and international visitors swarm the parks and sporting centers for adventures of a lifetime. Four great friends; Tony, James, Christopher and Ernest were preparing for school break the week of thanksgiving, to camp at Mancos state park. So they planned their trip, parked all they required for the adventure, and set out after the last day of school in the evening, for the great adventure. Apparently, none of the boys had camped out during winter before, so they had anxiety as well as excitement amongst them. They arrived at their campsite, and after checking in, they settled at their cabin. They all retired till next morning, when they set up for a hike to the highest hills. The hills were covered by snow, and many other adventurous people were already hiking up the hill. Some were skiing, while others were trail riding.
The boys were having a lot of fun, making new friends and playing with snow all day. They did the same the second and the third day, with added activities and making more friends. However, as the boys were having their time, they pushed their adventures further and further into the hills, and paid less attention to each other’s where-about and their environment. On the third day, late in the evening, Christopher met a Lynn, a 16 year old girl whom he liked. While on their way back, they lost track and got deep into the woods. Unfortunately for him, Lynn too was new to the area and could not help. They tried to comb through the shrubs, but the more they tried the further they got away from the camp. Darkness began encroaching, and they had no idea what to do.
It so happened that earlier in the day, there was a weather broadcast about the impending blizzard that night, and the camp officials had issued a notice to all campers to be back to their cabins before dark. A notice they both missed. Tony, James and Ernest had already found their way back, but were stricken with fear on realizing that Christopher was nowhere to be seen. They set out to look for him but to no avail, could not find him. They therefore contacted the camp officials who had to plan a search for him. Meanwhile, Lynn’s family, who were also at the campsite, had contacted the camp officials on the same. Search rescues were mounted for both, although they were hampered by the heavy darkness and the impending storm.
Fear gripped both Christopher and Lynn, they had no way of knowing where they were, and neither could they see in darkness. The thought of bears roaming scared them off their skin. The storm began, and Christopher scrambled to make a shelter out of the shrubs around them. Luckily enough, Lynn had a shawl, large enough to cover them under the shrubs. They got cold by the night and fully covered by snow. Fortunately or unfortunately, they had no idea of how rough the storm was supposed to be. They feet grew colder and colder, as cold burned through their skins. Their faces changed to blue and started peeling off. Christopher did his best to comfort Lynn by doing his best to keep her warm, but could not do much. Meanwhile the search and rescue team had to call off the search due to the unrelenting storm. By morning, they feared that the two did not make it, but resumed the search altogether.
With determination, Christopher got up, against all odds, dug out the snow that had covered them, and pulled Lynn out. She was weak, and could not walk nor speak. He therefore mastered all the strength he could and carried her, dragging his feet in a pile of snow. Without any knowledge of their surroundings, he kept on moving. As if God was directing him, he came to an open space and fell down, with Lynn under him. Quietly, he said a short prayer, asking God for more courage and to send rescuers to him. Lynn murmured a prayer too, and with a burst of strength, she got up and screamed at the top of her lungs. They both lay there, feeling hopeless and feared they would die if no one shows up. Half an hour later, a rescue helicopter went by, loudly and fast. A glimpse of hope enlightened them, and they started screaming and waving to the sky. Surely, God had answered their prayers, and the helicopter spotted them landed at the spot. It was their best thanksgiving gift ever. The rescue team quickly secured them, conducted first aid and rushed them to the nearest hospital. Their families were there in no time, tony, James and Ernest were there too, thanking God for sparing their lives, as they celebrated thanksgiving by their bedside, with permission from the hospital management. The two recovered, and eventually were able to walk. They became very close friends and believed they were meant for each other, and as expected, they got married four years later.