With avy danger High near and above treeline yesterday and a longstanding policy against resort skiing on a weekend I decided to take my new (to me) sled out for my second trip (ever). Was heading for a re-do at Gold Creek but encountered KCSAR that had the place shut down for a rescue operation so moved on along to Crystal Springs. Met the sheriff right away - fortunately had my tag and permit It was so damn exciting to have it on the ground, running and ready to take off I could barely stand to pause and take this pic
It wasn't until after I had rolled it onto its side in the parking lot (in an effort to answer the pressing question of how to turn around sharply), driven down to the Kachees SP and was halfway up a trail (****ting my pants that I wouldn't be able to find a way to turn around) that it happened: Death grip on the bars loosened, started leaning into acceleration, moving side to side and riding the damn thing instead of being taken for a ride. Pretty cool feeling.
Confidence heading back out the main road was double what it was coming in so picked up the pace a little and started playing in the deep stuff on the side. I was less than 1/4 mile from the overpass when I got it stuck on its side So got my first lesson at digging out, which wasn't bad. What sucked was getting it started again. Thank god I had cell signal and was able to Google search my way out of that one. Made it back to the lot after a little over 13 miles of riding.
Appreciate everyone I met along the way that was friendly and helpful - seems like a great community of riders!
It wasn't until after I had rolled it onto its side in the parking lot (in an effort to answer the pressing question of how to turn around sharply), driven down to the Kachees SP and was halfway up a trail (****ting my pants that I wouldn't be able to find a way to turn around) that it happened: Death grip on the bars loosened, started leaning into acceleration, moving side to side and riding the damn thing instead of being taken for a ride. Pretty cool feeling.
Confidence heading back out the main road was double what it was coming in so picked up the pace a little and started playing in the deep stuff on the side. I was less than 1/4 mile from the overpass when I got it stuck on its side So got my first lesson at digging out, which wasn't bad. What sucked was getting it started again. Thank god I had cell signal and was able to Google search my way out of that one. Made it back to the lot after a little over 13 miles of riding.
Appreciate everyone I met along the way that was friendly and helpful - seems like a great community of riders!
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