Much to our surprize, or rather disapointment, no one stole the thing while we slept, so we geared up to see if we could make her run inspite of everything being froze.
	Trent had to get his sled lined up to tow the thing off the island and back to shore, but he never thought of "turning" the sled on shore, instead he zipped across and then back again to be all ready to tow. And to think he was apprehensive of water crossings when he got here!
The tow part worked out just fine, and everyone stayed dry. It was already turning out to be a better day!
	With Sean's excelent effort, it took some work but we got her fired up! To bad less than 200' later and she melted down. We had to tow it back anyway.