Once as it got dark, Kathy began to worry. She texted his brother Cris, telling him to drive snowmobiling buddy to get to the highway and find her.As Cris rode slowly alongside the rows of cars and trucks, people would roll down their windows and ask for help. “I was the first person they’d seen in six hours.” He explained he was picking up his sister. He told them, “Nobody’s coming and I can’t take you.”Near 10 p.m. Cris reached Kathy. He directed Kathy to pull her car onto the shoulder and asked her to get into his snowmobiling buddy.