Spent my first three years riding sleds in the PTR but have been riding off trail in the Keweenaw now for the better part of the last eight years and yes, I thought I was pretty good, right up till I went riding with a “twenty-something”, born and raised, hard core “Keweenawite” sledder. My first thought as we got to the off-trail cut out was, were going up there, we can’t do that, you’ve got to be kidding, but before I could get a word out, off they went. I sat there for a second thinking no way, but not wanting to be a “Nancy” I pinned it and followed up the vertical untracked path. Having gotten to the top I then had a chance to look at what lay ahead of us; this wasn’t a trail, just a series of deep ravines, complete with running water, insane side hills and vertical climbs that made the first one look like and ant hill, again the thought I can’t do this but then that “Nancy” thing came up in my head again so off I went. I have to admit I have never been so scared and yet so exhilarated in all my years of off trail riding in the Keweenaw. I did managed to survive the day riding terrain I didn’t think was possible on a sled, at least with my skill set, and was a bit more humble as I had thought I was a “hard core” off trail rider but apparently I didn’t really know what a local Keweenawite kid considered ‘off trail”. Anyway, I am looking forward to another “exhilarating” ride this Saturday as they called last night inviting the “old man” to come along again, I can’t wait, although this time I’m wearing my “Depends” undergarments…