And so we headed off to the Sand Lake Shelter - Loren, Sam, Ray, Monte and Me. We had sleds and packs full of goodies, snowshoes on our feet, and plans... that were interrupted when we discovered two people had beat us to the shelter. What are the odds of that? Maybe they saw how cool the shelter was on phlumf.com, and decided to see for themselves? No matter... we had a plan B.