Maybe it’s just me but in such a scenario, looking for nazi gold trains would be pretty far down the bucket list.
TRUE. As a denizen of the frozen north, I can testify that given a blizzard, drinking, and a frisky lady, other pathways (cabin, roaring fire, bearskin, etc) naturally come to mind... Searching for the train would come after the storm and hangover ends... Maybe, if I'm lucky, summertime : )
As a former Adirondacker I verify the truth of your sage words ;)