How did you get into it

[Ov3rthetop]

well, from the story i've been told:

i saw dads snowmobile running (warming up) in the back yard, while my dad was gearing up.

i got on, pulled the trigger, and ended up out in the field behind the house.


LOL


and it was game ON ever since i guess!

Well it sounds like you just kinda fell into it lo and yes the pun was inteded.

 

[rockdog2112]

My wife made the mistake of buying me a snowmobiling package for 3 days in Yellowstone in 2005. I was hooked but we were in the middle of building our house(not having it it built, but building it). After we finshed and moved in, we went again to Yellowstone. I was 45 and addicted to snowmobiles and lucky enough to live 89 miles from Albany, WY and the Snowy's. Now I have 4 sleds and an enclosed trailer. I am buying my wife a new M6 for her birthday so I guess I'll be getting rid of the Powder Specials. Anyway, it's all her fault. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

 

[WyoUltra]

When i was 3, my mom and dad said they zipped me up in their jackets lol, i finally got my first sled when i was 12 a 90' Indy Trail, and last sunday i finally upgraded and i bought a piped Ultra with 858 miles on it But in the past 6 years we have been pretty unfortunate and have only ridden 4 or 5 times. Hopefully this year with gas down we might be able to go more often

 

[McLuvin]

Dad rode and raced ovals. Got a kitty cat in 76 and been riding ever since.

 

[PJ-Hunter]

We started on Scorpion Stingers when we were kids and we would spend all day ripping up and down the frozen river. We really wanted Arctic Cat elTigres, but Dad said that a 440 would kill us. Oh, if he only knew what the future held. Now we all ride modded 800cc sleds. HA HA HA!

I'm getting my son (4 years old) started Christmas day on a Polaris 120. He'll be stoked!

 

[coyoteman]

rode snowmobiles around the farm pretty much my whole life. then a few years back yardfarmer took me west. from that trip on i could not get more horsepower or longer tracks fast enough. in the past two years i'll bet i have not ridden more than a couple miles at home.

 

[JohnnyQuestUtah]

Seth

Used too live on the same block as "Seth'" it be his Fault

oh yeah, there was that "Lazerath" story




.

 

[SKYJMPR]

Well grew up im michigan been sleding all my life. started on a kitty cat then moved up to a rupp that would never run , then artic cat, yamaha bravo , 440 john deer,then to ski-doo's that i have been riding for half of my life. Move to colorado 23 years ago and have been riding ski-doo and polaris till this day.

 

[Ov3rthetop]

We started on Scorpion Stingers when we were kids and we would spend all day ripping up and down the frozen river. We really wanted Arctic Cat elTigres, but Dad said that a 440 would kill us. Oh, if he only knew what the future held. Now we all ride modded 800cc sleds. HA HA HA!

I'm getting my son (4 years old) started Christmas day on a Polaris 120. He'll be stoked!

Those scorpions are kinda cool looking sleds my neighbor had 2 of those bad boys.

 

[Boondocking Babe]

5 years ago my boyfriend took me sledding at Lookout Pass. We went up across the ridge and I was HOOKED!!! I rode this '97 Summit X 670 that was literaly held together by zip ties and tape. The tunnel was twisted and had a large piece of jagged metal from being rolled down the hill. It had a seat of of a MXZ that didn't quite fit and had been stitched back together, it was Frankensled. But I rode the hell outta that sled for 2 years!!! I think it made me a better rider because I had to fight that sled every step of the way.......

 

[Blk88GT]

This is a story that's near and dear to me.

Started when I was a young kid on a 76 Polaris Colt SS340. It was a death machine with no suspension, narrow ski stance and WAY too much power. I quickly figured out how to disable Dad's wooden throttle stop and proceeded to bounce the sled off a round bale, at full power, looking at the roost coming out the back of the sled. LOL

In 1991, Dad bought a 90 Jag AFS. I rode the hell out of that thing and went all over until I got older and started drag racing. It seemed as though my sledding days were done.

I met my wife in 2003. Her parents had a cabin and a couple of sleds. We borrowed them for a weekend and went sledding. It was nice to get back on a machine.

I later met through work what would end up being my best friend. Todd was the snowmobile club president and my boss. He convinced me to buy my own sled (01 Edge X) and come riding in Island Park. Before the trip, Todd was diagnosed with lung, liver and throat cancer. The doctors performed surgery on him before we went.

3 of us took our short tracks out to Island Park and rode the ever living hell out of them for 6 days. We put on 700 miles and 95% of it was WOT! It was outrageous. I was hooked. We planned to come out the following year.

Sadly, Todd didn't make it. Instead, he traveled in a small Oak box with my father in law and I. His last wish was for us to spread his ashes at Mesa Falls. I got his wife and son in there on a rental so they could do it.

I planned another trip the following year. I ended up going with two good friends of mine (harper and cougarmanrides) We all bought longtracks just to go out west. I love riding there and will never miss a season as long as I live. This year we have 3 weeks of riding planned away from home. It can only get better from here. (me far right)

My friend may no longer be here with us, but without him pressuring me to get out on that first trip, I would never have known what I was missing.

 

[ragincajun]

well back in '93 my family moved up here to Choteau Mt all the way from southern Louisiana (hence the user name). from the first time i saw snow i fell in love with it! i can still remember when i first saw a snowmobile and i wanted one ever since and that was when i was about 5. i finally got a sled but a year later but...it was a toy. i made a sand box trade with my buddy and traded my toy JD tractor for his toy sled lol. i played with that thing in the snow for hours and hours on end making tracks and racing it. i loved the mountains and loved skiing and snowboarding but i would begg and begg my dad for a sled but i never got one due to lack of funds. fast forwarding a few years to when i was 15 i mowed lawns for 3 summers before that and worked at a truck shop sand blasting sweeping the shop and mowing more. i saved up all my money and bought my first real sled that fall. got me a 1994 Polaris XLT 580 for 700 bucks and put some pipes on it. that thing would GO!!! after riding the shiet out of it for a year i wasted the left side, tore the suspension out of the tunnel and buckeled it lol. sold it to a buddy of mine and bought a 98 summit x 670 for 1500 bones!. this thing tought me the most and would scair the crap outa me. put a 151 under her and rode the piss out of it and sold it and bought me a REV. now i am 19 in the whole process of everything i managed to get my dad into sleddin and love every minute with him. sledding is my passion and i will never give it up so piss off leaf lickers!

 

[Ex-Member]

i got a late start.... 2 or 3 years ago a buddy took me out riding... a year later i had a sled of my own in teh garage... lol

one hit and i was addicted :\

 

[wrtmani]

how I started

I first got started when I was about 10 or 11 growing up in Bozeman. (I'm 35 now). We had a big family get-together out in a hayfield belonging to a freind of our family's up Cottonwood Creek south of town. My sister and I were riding one of my uncle's old mid-70's Arctic Cats when we tipped it over. We were about 1000 yards away from everybody else, and I didn't want to ride it again at all. We got it tipped back up and rode back to where everyone else was parked. I wouldn't get on a sled until my uncle forced me to get me back on again. Best thing he ever did.

I've been thru Yellowstone a few times, and various areas around Bozeman, and now some areas here near Kalispell. I've actually been away from riding for the last 10 years, but trying to get back into it. Been a subscriber of Snowest for a good portion of that time since that first ride!

 

[Ov3rthetop]

I first got started when I was about 10 or 11 growing up in Bozeman. (I'm 35 now). We had a big family get-together out in a hayfield belonging to a freind of our family's up Cottonwood Creek south of town. My sister and I were riding one of my uncle's old mid-70's Arctic Cats when we tipped it over. We were about 1000 yards away from everybody else, and I didn't want to ride it again at all. We got it tipped back up and rode back to where everyone else was parked. I wouldn't get on a sled until my uncle forced me to get me back on again. Best thing he ever did.

I've been thru Yellowstone a few times, and various areas around Bozeman, and now some areas here near Kalispell. I've actually been away from riding for the last 10 years, but trying to get back into it. Been a subscriber of Snowest for a good portion of that time since that first ride!

I know where cottonwood is actualy I live in Gallatin Gateway. Thats were the hold the no snow grass races every year. The first year they ran the race was when I had my 02 800 RMK. I ran into the owner Cliff Gullet who most people know lost his life at the salt flats this year. The sled had no miles when I was dragging it but cliff said he would cover me. I dont know if most people herd of teambozeman (kinda bad rap around here) when i was 15 i would go there after school before work. I would spend hours there looking at sleds so much so I knew more than the salesman. But this is another chapter that got me hardcore into the sport. If it wasnt for cliff idk how far I would be in this sport. Thanks to cliff and parents I am loving this MT snow.


THIS IS FOR YOU CLIFF

 

[Gimpster]

Here it is again. Pops took me riding on the old Yukon King. He said that when I could start it, I could ride it. Only took a few days to find his primer bottle of fuel and figure out the compression stroke thing on the old JLO engine, while he was at work. I had watched him enough that I even knew how to slightly pull the cabled recoil to respool it when it wouldn't fire off.
That was around 1967

----- Gimpster -----

 

[longtrack156]

I got started ib 67 with this;

That is not me on it but my son.

 

[SnowSnob]

I've been on a sled pretty much my whole life. Neighbor kid had a kitty kat that we'd ride for hours which was in Brooklyn Center, MN...just outside Minneapolis.
All's we could do was go around his house since you couldn't legally ride a snowmobile off your property and the houses were small and so were the yards.
My parents have some good friends that live in Alexandria, MN so we'd go up there like every other weekend until we built a cabin up there then spent every weekend up there snowmobiling in the winter. Really started snowmobiling on a 64' 295 Colt then got another one so my dad could ride with me which as a 84 Trail Cat 440....biggest pig I ever rode.
Once my buddy with kitty kat and I got into high school we bought our own sleds and started making trips up to the U.P. and from their the modding started.
I got laid off for the 2nd time in my middle twenties, had some money but no one to ride with so I said screw it and went out West for 2 weeks by myself with my 01 summit 800. Stopped in CO to see a buddy and rode Grand Lake, left his place for the Snowies, then over to Alpine, up to Island Park, back over to West. Some computer hacker got into my checking account and they froze my account so my trip ended at West and had to beg gas stations to take a check all the way back to MN. After that I said screw this and moved to MT where I couldn't be happier. Now my buddy with the kitty kat flys out once a year and rents a sled and we have a much bigger yard to ride in now.

 

[wrtmani]

I know where cottonwood is actualy I live in Gallatin Gateway. Thats were the hold the no snow grass races every year. The first year they ran the race was when I had my 02 800 RMK. I ran into the owner Cliff Gullet who most people know lost his life at the salt flats this year. The sled had no miles when I was dragging it but cliff said he would cover me. I dont know if most people herd of teambozeman (kinda bad rap around here) when i was 15 i would go there after school before work. I would spend hours there looking at sleds so much so I knew more than the salesman. But this is another chapter that got me hardcore into the sport. If it wasnt for cliff idk how far I would be in this sport. Thanks to cliff and parents I am loving this MT snow.


THIS IS FOR YOU CLIFF

I remember TeamBozeman when they were still on North 7th Ave. by the Taco Bell. I almost bought a 650 RXL SKS that they had in their shop a couple of years after I graduated from Bozeman Senior High. Always kept checking out their used line looking for a good triple to buy. Ended up buying a '85 400 from Poet Motorcycles (Ski-Doo) instead. Sold that 400 this fall for $200.

I remember one day I wanted to go to the Arctic Cat shop off of Bridger Drive, but my dad wouldn't take me. I was about 13 and it was kind of a rainy, snowy day. We lived up west of the college. I snuck out (or did dad know I left all along?) and started hoofing it toward the Cat house. He picked me up over on Babcock Street and took me down there. I guess he knew there was no holdin' me back. By the time I bought that 400 I had riden a '72 Cat Lynx 292, a 75(?) suzuki Nomad 340, and a pair of Polaris Appoll0 340's That I got from my uncle (one to ride, one for parts). I've always been a fan of those old Poo wedges ever since!

 

[Zachcreek]

Grew up in North Central Minn. Nisswa, Gull lake. Our neighbor had a 62 Artcic Cat I believe. After that we had Johnsons, Polaris, Yamahas. Got my fist sled when I was in 3rd grade, a Colt 295 for heading across the lake to go skiing after school. Just grew up with them. Dad still lives in Bemidji and rides 100 miles on the trails in a day, he is 82.