A couple of weekends back, I went camping on a mountain…in Winter…in the snow…6,000 feet above sea level. I also slept in my car, with only two sleeping bags, three blankets and a wiener dog to keep me warm.

Though it was 13 degrees outside when I went to sleep, I wasn’t actually as cold as I’d thought I’d be. I think that even though I didn’t have a heater or winter sleeping bag, I’d dressed in enough layers that it made up for it (I was wearing two pairs of socks, two pairs of sweat pants, a pair of ski pants, boots, four shirts, one sweater, a ski jacket, gloves and a scarf).

Frankie was dressed for the weather too. He wore a snow jacket and waterproof booties!

These were the tents that two of my friends slept in. I was not that brave.

Some of us grilled, I cooked hot dogs over the fire and Frankie ran around stealing food off people’s plates when they weren’t looking.

When I woke up in the morning, this is what my windshield looked like.

I found these liquor bottles by the fire the next morning. I guess that sort of explains how everyone survived the night, huh? Ha ha.

Have you ever camped out in the snow? What was it like?

Reannon Muth

Reannon Muth is a full-time writer, social media consultant and owner and manager of the Taken by the Wind travel blog. Born in Hawaii, Reannon has lived in five countries, at Disney World and on a cruise ship. She currently lives in fabulous Las Vegas.