Hopefully the hike wouldn't be too bad. Bucky planned to take the most direct route, considering that the snow would erase their tracks. He wasn't above carrying Billy either, if it got to be too much.

He thought about arguing the gloves too but finally just took them and tugged them on. It'd make Billy happy, that was what mattered right now. "If the wind kicks up too bad we're holding hands," he warned. "I don't want to get separated."

If his weather estimate was correct, only the very last leg of the hike would be bad, with terrain and weather both. They'd tackle it when they got there.