So the story goes...

My cousins and several friends live in Alaska. One winter afternoon they were out riding around on snow machines when one of the machines broke down. It was getting late and cold and dark, so rather than lug it home they decided to chain it to a nearby tree, intending to return for it in the morning. Morning came and went. Then a week passed, and then months. It was spring when finally returned for it. They walked all around the area where they had left it chained, but nothing. It simply wasn't anywhere to be found.

And then they remembered something important. Alaska gets cold in the winter. And snows. A lot. Several feet in some areas. Somebody looked up and there it was, dangling from the tree several feet above the ground. And to top the moment off, my cousin exclaimed, “Wow, I didn’t know trees grow that fast.”