Snowmobiling the U.P.

 
The First Annual Trip "1996"
Judge-Skidoo 368
Chef-Arctic Cat 580
Mechanic-Yamaha
Duke-Arctic Cat Wildcat 650
Tomba- Polaris
McIver-Skidoo Blizzard
Bob-Yamaha
We stayed at "The Cabin" near the Willow Flowage and were going to start out from Squirrel Lake.
The start of the trip should have come as no surprise. Tomba slid on some black ice with the truck
on the way to Squirrel Lake and spun into the ditch throwing both rental sleds off the trailer into the ditch,
damaging the trailer. It happened right by a place that could repair the trailer, so we started
out from there on our snowmobiles to meet up with everyone else at Squirrel Lake.
Our destination that night was to be the famous town of Hurley. We stopped in Mercer for lunch and a few
drinks. This was the first and last year drinking and driving were mixed. We ran into a friend at the bar,
"Crazy Jim L." After too many pitchers of beer we left and then the speed increased on the trail.(Bad)
Trail 17 from Mercer to Hurley was in bad shape. Nothing but bumps.
With the 368 Skidoo all I could do was give it full throttle to try and keep up.
Once we got to Hurley we got our rooms and then went to a couple of bars downtown.
The next day we stopped for breakfast at the "Pea Patch" in Manitowish Waters.
Things got a little out of hand and the waitress wouldn't finish serving us.
It had alot to do with the greasy napkins McIver was tossing on the table.
When we paid for breakfast the bar bill was 3 times the size of the food bill. (Also bad)
Bob lost part of his ski but I saw it and picked it up. McIver als lost his pack, which I also picked up.
The ride back to Squirrel Lake was uneventful except when Tomba took down a couple of saplings and fell
off his machine. 200 yards from our destination at Squirrel Lake Bob took a corner and rolled his machine.
His story of what happened and the real story of what happened were different but I won't go
into that. We spent an hour or so tweaking Bob's Yamaha and Tomba's Polaris from the mishaps.
Then we took the back trails to "The Cabin." The thing that stands out in my mind about the Mexican game
that night was when someone accidently grabbed Bob's beer can and it was filled with water?
He denied it but the rest of us knew the truth.
 
"Great Times"
The Judge