30 mile per hour winds, over two feet of snow, unplowed roads and the opportunity to sleep in did not deter hardened and burgeon-ing alcoholics alike from getting liquored up on Wednesday, Feb. 14. “I imagine this is something like the Oregon Trail,” one booze-hound commented referring to the arduous journey, “except they were trying to reach a new home and I am just trying to get housed.” The die-hard drinkers engi-neered ingenious ways of dealing with the dire environmental con-ditions: once-lazy canines became eager sled dogs hauling kegs on plastic sleds, and one member of the Sporting Club even set up a door-to-door liquor delivery sys-tem on skis. “I just love skiing in luscious powder and helping people out,” Jeffery Talbot said, “and making money while getting blitzed is cool, too.” Many drinkers reported worse-than-usual hangovers, most nota-bly excruciating headaches, due to the excessively bright reflection of the sun on the inordinate