"Back in the winter of 2001, my youngest son and I were on our way from Boise,Idaho to Medford, Oregon. We had taken a car trailer to his old place in Boise in order to haul his non-running Jeep to his new place in Medford. We hit an area of heavy snow in the southern Cascades around 2:00 AM. It took 45 minutes or so to get down the mountain. We had, of course, been drinking coffee to stay alert.