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Was reading another thread and for some reason this experience came to mind.
Back in 1990, my wife and I were doing a honeymoon snowmobile trip on the Gunflint Trail in Norhern Minn (originally we were going to the FL Keys, talked her into buying snowmobiles instead, what a woman!). I think it was the second day of our trip and my sled ('81 SRX, not very dependable but very cool looking and fast when it ran) has a slow meltdown. We make it to a bar, which turned out to be a bar / airport. Always thought that was an interesting combo out in the middle of nowhere. Anyway, took her sled and went back to our motel to grab trailer and come back to retrieve my sled. When I got back and walked into the bar, everyone boo'd because my new bride was the life of the party! Married 20 years this St. Patricks Day, so I guess the I married right.
Hope to someday return to the Gunflint, beautiful riding.
Back in 1990, my wife and I were doing a honeymoon snowmobile trip on the Gunflint Trail in Norhern Minn (originally we were going to the FL Keys, talked her into buying snowmobiles instead, what a woman!). I think it was the second day of our trip and my sled ('81 SRX, not very dependable but very cool looking and fast when it ran) has a slow meltdown. We make it to a bar, which turned out to be a bar / airport. Always thought that was an interesting combo out in the middle of nowhere. Anyway, took her sled and went back to our motel to grab trailer and come back to retrieve my sled. When I got back and walked into the bar, everyone boo'd because my new bride was the life of the party! Married 20 years this St. Patricks Day, so I guess the I married right.
Hope to someday return to the Gunflint, beautiful riding.