Made it to the summit this morning.
The snow was not heavy so I left the summit. The drag worked great but we soon ran out of downhill so I abandoned the drag. Pushing again. The snow turned to rain. My rain gear has a few holes. As I pushed I got back high enough for snow and it came heavy. Hands got cold and I was soaked. Had no dry clothes left so parked Laura and thumbed a ride back to Steamboat Springs. Riding back I can't believe I pushed Laura that far. One step at a time can really make some distance. The fellow that gave me a ride said this was a one day thing so I'll get a ride back in the morning. Got a sandwich at Subway and a room at the Steamboat Motel. Luxury is called a shower. It's great to be warm. I was worried about the bike brakes stopping Laura on wet pavement, but they did fine. Scraped 1/2 inch of snow off her at one point. Put the water bottles outside before I left in case it froze and burst in the house. I had no idea how long the storm would last. Maybe I should have stayed with Laura. Hop-a-long nearly passed out from cold and hunger. He was happy the second car stopped for us. A Christian man that did a mission in Africa saved our bacon.