Ever felt like you were on top of the world? Snowmobiling has given me a lot of moments like this. From being on mountain tops (midwestern or not) to being on tall hills and even just moments that make you feel like you’re on top of the world.
This past weekend we rode the Hurley area – staying close to home because we were weekend warriors. We drove up Friday night and woke up somewhat early on Saturday to head out. As we carved through the trails we saw tons of snowmobilers. You can’t help but to smile when you think of all the people that are out doing exactly what you are with smiles pasted underneath their helmeted faces. I definitely didn’t want to go back home on Sunday.
We stopped a couple times to rest, snap a couple selfies and drink some hot coffee. We played around in some powdery fields – having a small amount of snow and short-tracked heavy sled really puts a damper on your day sometimes. 🙁 But alas, the trail riding was good most of the day. We were blessed by the groomer gods twice when we ran into two groomers on the same trail in the same hour. Alan almost literally ran into the groomer, scary. We came around a corner to a downhill and the snow was pretty sugary – he wasn’t going all that fast but he said he slammed on his brake and his stomach went into his throat as he skidded to a stop at the side of the trail.
We had a couple more close calls with people not Riding Right… makes you want to stop their buddy behind them and tell them to ream their friend out for being a dangerous rider. If you’re out there on the trail I can’t stress how important it is to be careful and stay on your own side of the trail. This guy flew around a corner and pushed Alan off into the ungroomed snow to the right of the trail and his carbide trail was about 8 inches from the edge of Alan’s ski when I pulled up. He was pretty close when he passed me too!
We headed up to Saxon to see TC at Bear Trap and stopped at one of our favorite overlooks on the way up. It’s a quick little switchback path off the main trail that we always seem to miss. There’s one way in and one way out – dodging trees and rocks on your way up. It was windy as hell at the top but worth it!
As the day wound on – due to the warm temps and high traffic – the trails degraded pretty quickly. My hand was so sore by the end of the day from holding on going over all the moguls.
It was warm on Saturday – high of 26 and partly cloudy. My Divas SnowGear was great! I wasn’t overly hot, my feet stayed dry and my gloves weren’t all sweaty inside like they normally are with other brands. I’ll do a full gear review after my Women on Snow ride this coming weekend. I’m looking forward to 6 days of riding with the greatest group of ladies this side of the Mississippi.
It was nice to get some time in some decent snow under our belts. The last time we rode was over New Years but there wasn’t a lot of snow to enjoy ourselves so we did short runs on the limited trails that were open. The biggest occasion was on Saturday January 2nd at the Ironwood Snowmobile Olympus. Watching those sleds rip around the track, the smell of race fuel and the snow flying everywhere was quite the sight. Perhaps my favorite part of the day was meeting the group of young ladies in the photo below.
These little girls and their brother Cody (in blue) played in the snow all day while watching the races. The two girls in the back row on the left were decked out in Arctic Cat gear – my kind of girls! The one in the pink next to me was Haddie. She watched the races intently all day and when one of the sleds crashed in our corner she was the only one that didn’t run. Instead she stared (obviously concerned) but in awe and you could tell she was a little badass. Only one problem… she was the only one that didn’t have a hat/hood/balaclava on and her ears and face were as bright pink as her coat. Being that I have all this sweet new DSG gear and a billion and a half Arctic Cat beanies… I pulled the pink and black striped Arctic Cat beanie I brought for backup out of my backpack and walked over to give it to her. I introduced myself and told her that I’d like to give her the hat if she wanted it because it matched her coat so well! She seemed a little hesitant so I asked which one of the guys in the truck behind us was her dad and went over to introduce myself. I explained that I was a Divas SnowGear ambassador and that I’d like to give her my old hat since I have all this new gear. Her dad said “Wow Haddie, what do you say to her?” and thanked me. Immediately Haddie got a huge smile on her face, tugged the hat on and gave me the biggest hug ever. She said “thank you so so so much!” When the races were done she made her dad slow down so she could roll down the window and say good bye as they drove away.
It’s moments like those that make life and this wonderful sport 10x better. It’s the definition of feeling like you’re on top of the world.
Stay tuned for a recap of Women on Snow! I’m gonna go finish packing my gear and try to contain my excitement.