So this season started out with me making plans to upgrade my 1M. Another friend who we have been trying to convince to get a snowmobile for years had a great year financially this year (he's an appraiser, low Interest rate mean major business for him) offered to buy my old sled for a ridiculous amount of money as long as I would store it and work on it. He knows his limitations. So I buy a used M7, a huge chassis upgrade for me and am DYING to ride. We mostly ride the Cumbres (SOCO) area and have been lacking snow as of late. Decide to go this last Sunday after an epic storm (70" to date with 3-4' more forecasted). So it's me, my buddy (the good riders in the group), my buddies wife who is a newbie, the friend who bought my sled newbie also, and another friend who we'll call JD. JD has a Summit 1000 162". This thing is a tractor and we have been threatening him to sell it or get it fixed. Some electrical demons.
So we go out Sunday and it's a stuckfest. JD is leaving blackstripes in the snow cause his plugs are fouled. Stop to change them and he drops the handle for the spark plug wrench and can't find it. Make do with what has to get the plugs changed and he tries to take off. Won't go anywhere cause it sounds like the brake is on and he smokes the belt. Open the cowling to change the belt and there's the handle wedged in the secondary in a horseshoe locking up the track. Cuss words were exchanged and off he went. The story goes downhill from there but and what point do you make your friends pay? He's a great friend but takes no initiative in taking care of or fixing his stuff. Maybe a long walk in 10' of snow may convince him. I'd help him if he'd ask but I'm not going to do it for him! I got to burn 2 gallons on an Epic day of Powder and spent the rest of the time messing around with BS that should not be an issue. I'm sure I'm not the only one, make me feel better.
So we go out Sunday and it's a stuckfest. JD is leaving blackstripes in the snow cause his plugs are fouled. Stop to change them and he drops the handle for the spark plug wrench and can't find it. Make do with what has to get the plugs changed and he tries to take off. Won't go anywhere cause it sounds like the brake is on and he smokes the belt. Open the cowling to change the belt and there's the handle wedged in the secondary in a horseshoe locking up the track. Cuss words were exchanged and off he went. The story goes downhill from there but and what point do you make your friends pay? He's a great friend but takes no initiative in taking care of or fixing his stuff. Maybe a long walk in 10' of snow may convince him. I'd help him if he'd ask but I'm not going to do it for him! I got to burn 2 gallons on an Epic day of Powder and spent the rest of the time messing around with BS that should not be an issue. I'm sure I'm not the only one, make me feel better.
