Sorry I'm late, I can explain.

I went on a little trip with the boys today. What a great time. We went to Martin river for lunch. On the way back, I broke the exhaust on my machine. And my machine hit slush at about 60 kph and stopped dead. I didn't. I ended up head first in slush, water up inside my helmet. I was the last one in line, so no one witnessed the event. I think that kept the ribbing to a minimum. All I could think of was the machine sinking in slush. So without checking for a broken neck, or other body parts, I rolled to the machine and nailed the throttle and hung on until I reached solid snow, and then climbed back on. Running down the lake, trying to catch up with the boys, blowing slush bubbles in side the helmet, and no one notices I can't see where I was going. Finally they stop to figure out where we are and what was the shortest way back to Little Tomiko. I then had a chance to drain my helmet and clean the slush of of my glasses. The rest of the trip home was uneventfull.

On the way to Martin River we stopped at a frozen water fall.


The crew.

From inside the water fall.

Good night, I think I'm going to crash now.