What memories. I dug this up out of the basement archives. The patches were sold at pit stops to support local clubs and grooming. They also had distance patches and chevrons where you would get a card stamped at each designation and turn it in for your patch when you filled the card. Sort of like a poker run. I was very proud of that collage.
I thought my Invader was the best and most advanced sled ever made. We would run as much as 150 miles in one day and thought it was quite an accomplishment if we made it back without breaking anything. One time we even made it up to the Root Celler on Lake Gogebic and ran Stagecoach road when it was legal. We would trailer up to either Rhinelander or Boulder Junction and there was always snow.