It was after midnight and was snowing a ridiculous amount so my roommate Paul and I took a break from vinyls and the wood-burning stove in the living room to check out the action at Denny hill. On the way over we encountered a couple building a snow-thing and, once at Denny, a mob that was busy sledding, drinking, and pelting passing cars with snowballs. The driver below was furious, and she became furiouser when she saw my on-camera flash go off. Five seconds later I think I'd become one with the snow after slipping while backtracking. Had on snow pants but the camera got pretty wet. It made it, though. Go, weather-proofing!