I just got back from Wally World and I hit an old lady so hard I had to help help find her teeth!
In compensation I bought her some PolyGrip and some blue hair dry. We hugged and stuff later.
Fantastic!
I just got back from Wally World and I hit an old lady so hard I had to help help find her teeth!
In compensation I bought her some PolyGrip and some blue hair dry. We hugged and stuff later.
I just got back from Wally World and I hit an old lady so hard I had to help help find her teeth!
I should have taken a pic, but that water hole is small cheese compared to the one I crossed three times on the Taconite south of Ely, MN last week 4-8 feet wide across the whole trail, about a foot of water running through it, and a wall of ice on each side that an inexperienced rider would have major difficulty crossing - hence the stuck sleds. Each time, there was a sled stuck in the hole that could not get through on their own. Stopped and helped pull the stuck sled out, each of the three times we came across it.
As for stopping on the trail, that is creating a hazard on the trail. Be smart, pull to the side, walk up the trail when you hear another sled coming to help get them slowed down, even if there is room to pass.
What are you talking about? It was an open trail. No signs. No flags. So next time you come over a hill I will have 20 dumbasses parked 4 wide across the trail. It will be your fault! Reminder we didn't run into anyone. We had control of our machines. Those asshats were lucky it was us that came over the hill!
Was she stopped on the wrong side of the aisle, on a corner? She was probably from Illinois!
Did you have your goggles on
Was she stopped on the wrong side of the aisle, on a corner? She was probably from Illinois!
well it all started when I was drinking 15 beers at the local watering hole explaining to them how a FIB like me is their main source of revenue so I can do whatever I wanted. I proceeded to give them sound business advice of what they can do better. I immediately left after 2 AM to fire up my sled and warm up my aftermarket exhaust can with some donuts in the parking lot and of course jumped the local snowdrift in the parking lot. Since I do not believe in paying $50 for a trail pass, hence I already spent that in the bar, I proceeded to the first private property I saw and rode in there, be damned if a fence or sign will stop me. After running down some trees and maybe a couple kids toys I decided to jump back on the trail and stop for a beer...a man gets parched riding off trail. So we stopped on the downhill side of a sharp curve, don’t want to get stuck off trail. Upon discarding my empty can in the ditch, I tore off down the freshly groomed trail. After passing several groups who kept throwing differing amounts of fingers up at me, usually more than one, whatever that was about I decided to go full throttle and pass a family on the trail in the first corner I could find. After passing I made sure to let them know I am in charge by hammering down and throwing dust in their slow riding faces, the kiddy trails are in Wisconsin. Couple miles down that same trail I hit the hole in the trail....I immediately went back to the bar to complain about the lack of grooming, who is going to pay for my broken sled and how I can take my business elsewhere. Ahhhhhh, the joys of sledding !
But rp7x......I did have my goggles on.
Wisco family folks party til dawn.....bet they laughed atchew.well it all started when I was drinking 15 beers at the local watering hole explaining to them how a FIB like me is their main source of revenue so I can do whatever I wanted. I proceeded to give them sound business advice of what they can do better. I immediately left after 2 AM to fire up my sled and warm up my aftermarket exhaust can with some donuts in the parking lot and of course jumped the local snowdrift in the parking lot. Since I do not believe in paying $50 for a trail pass, hence I already spent that in the bar, I proceeded to the first private property I saw and rode in there, be damned if a fence or sign will stop me. After running down some trees and maybe a couple kids toys I decided to jump back on the trail and stop for a beer...a man gets parched riding off trail. So we stopped on the downhill side of a sharp curve, don’t want to get stuck off trail. Upon discarding my empty can in the ditch, I tore off down the freshly groomed trail. After passing several groups who kept throwing differing amounts of fingers up at me, usually more than one, whatever that was about I decided to go full throttle and pass a family on the trail in the first corner I could find. After passing I made sure to let them know I am in charge by hammering down and throwing dust in their slow riding faces, the kiddy trails are in Wisconsin. Couple miles down that same trail I hit the hole in the trail....I immediately went back to the bar to complain about the lack of grooming, who is going to pay for my broken sled and how I can take my business elsewhere. Ahhhhhh, the joys of sledding !
But rp7x......I did have my goggles on.
thats hilarious except that it actually happened north of Antigo a few seasons back.You forgot to mention that you ran over the families puppy, and that you chased some deer until they collapsed.
well it all started when I was drinking 15 beers at the local watering hole explaining to them how a FIB like me is their main source of revenue so I can do whatever I wanted. I proceeded to give them sound business advice of what they can do better. I immediately left after 2 AM to fire up my sled and warm up my aftermarket exhaust can with some donuts in the parking lot and of course jumped the local snowdrift in the parking lot. Since I do not believe in paying $50 for a trail pass, hence I already spent that in the bar, I proceeded to the first private property I saw and rode in there, be damned if a fence or sign will stop me. After running down some trees and maybe a couple kids toys I decided to jump back on the trail and stop for a beer...a man gets parched riding off trail. So we stopped on the downhill side of a sharp curve, don’t want to get stuck off trail. Upon discarding my empty can in the ditch, I tore off down the freshly groomed trail. After passing several groups who kept throwing differing amounts of fingers up at me, usually more than one, whatever that was about I decided to go full throttle and pass a family on the trail in the first corner I could find. After passing I made sure to let them know I am in charge by hammering down and throwing dust in their slow riding faces, the kiddy trails are in Wisconsin. Couple miles down that same trail I hit the hole in the trail....I immediately went back to the bar to complain about the lack of grooming, who is going to pay for my broken sled and how I can take my business elsewhere. Ahhhhhh, the joys of sledding !
But rp7x......I did have my goggles on.
Is the groomer able to cross that water going to high point. Or is it not groomed
Spot on!
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Absolutely agree!!
Dan Ackroyd does a great role as a FIB in the movie "The great Outdoors