Our goal lay 180-miles north of Santa’s house and with tarmac replaced by hard-packed snow, we covered this distance with relative ease thanks to winter tyres on both car and caravan. Testworld, Millbrook’s sister site, was our goal but enjoying things along the way was very-much our unofficial target so we booked a snowmobile safari. We were joined by media guests who had flown in to meet the eccentric bunch of Brits who had towed a couple of caravans 180-miles into the Arctic Circle, and unknown to us at the time, to a winter proving ground that hadn’t hosted caravans in its entire history. I come from a motorcycle magazine background, now I use our own van as an endorphin-chasing aid, replacing the buzz I got from bikes with the adrenalin rush my family and I get from other activities. With toboggans and fertilizer sacks being the only forms of snowy transport I’d previously experienced, it was great to ‘let loose’ on the snowmobiles, especially after we’d discovered a sport button hidden behind the handlebars.