Where the winds howl like a chorus of the damned, and the snow falls like a perpetual judgment
Here, the sun has long since abandoned us, leaving only the faint glow of a distant, dying ember
But fear not, dear traveler! For even in the depths of this frozen hellscape, there exists a glimmer of hope.
Or, at the very least, a well-heated tavern serving overpriced hot toddies and mediocre folk music
Visit our cozy tavern, The Frozen Fjord, for a taste of warmth and despair
Or, if you're feeling particularly adventurous, try our Snow Sculpture Park, where the locals will carve you a statue of regret
But wait, there's more! Our Skiing Into the Dead event is sure to put a chill down your spine (literally)
Or, if you'd rather not leave the comfort of your own home, try our Winter of Woe Wednesday livestream, where we'll bring the cold to you!
And, as always, our Fundraising Committee is hard at work, making sure we don't freeze to death before the season's end
Stay warm, and stay miserable!
Back to Top