So it was guys weekend this last weekend. Some of my friends went up Thursday while I couldn't go up until Friday at noon. Its never a god sign when they call Thursday night and ask you to bring up a come along, tow ropes, axe/hatchet, a sled or tobaggon, etc... One of my friends was playing alons side the railroad tracks and sunk it in a hole that wasn't froze over. They'd spent 2+ hrs that afternoon trying to pull it out to no avail. I got up there around 1 and we headed almost 30 miles out to the sled and spent about 3 hrs and still couldn't get it out. First we spent 20 minutes or so breaking the ice around it with the hatchets, the we broke the come along handle trying to winch it out, ran tow ropes up to the rail road grade and tried to yank it out with sleds, nothing worked. So we left it there for a second night. Brought back bigger equipment on Saturday morning, a large chain style come along along with more chain. This time we managed to get it up out of the hole it was in after a couple hrs. the amount of mud and ice in the track/suspension/tunnel was crazy. We couldn't free up the track though so then we zip tied a plastic tobaggon to the track and pulled it up the embankment to the railroad grade by hand and then drug it alost 10 miles to the nearest road crossing. No fun!
Ohter than that we had a great weekend, lots of snow, got 3-4" saturday night. The highlight of the weekend for me though was as were exploring some very narrow overgrown forest roads my ski hit what I thought was a branch sticking up but as it moved I saw it was a real nice moose shed. I think I jumped off my sled before it was even stopped to get it. All the yrs I've been riding up there I'm always looking for them in areas where we see lots of tracks but had never found one. Its amazing how heavy it is. Spent about 30 minutes tromping around in waist deep snow trying to find the other side but no luck.
Ohter than that we had a great weekend, lots of snow, got 3-4" saturday night. The highlight of the weekend for me though was as were exploring some very narrow overgrown forest roads my ski hit what I thought was a branch sticking up but as it moved I saw it was a real nice moose shed. I think I jumped off my sled before it was even stopped to get it. All the yrs I've been riding up there I'm always looking for them in areas where we see lots of tracks but had never found one. Its amazing how heavy it is. Spent about 30 minutes tromping around in waist deep snow trying to find the other side but no luck.
