After we retrieved Scrat from the cache my youngest team member decided to run across the field with Scrat in his hand. Well little man Nate took a header and went face first into the snow with Scrat in his hand. Needless to say Scrat went plunged into the very deep snow and I thought oh boy we just lost him. But the trooper that Nate is never loosened his grip, tears and all, I thought for sure we'd be digging. If you give me a week or two I do believe Scrat will finally make it to the Ice Age Trail, stay turned.