Yesterday we loaded up ourselves, the pick-up and the snowmachines and headed to Grand Mesa
Where I started to get back my ‘snow-machining legs’, which I had left behind in 2002.
Of course, Terry didn’t have any problems
He raced up and down hills while I stayed safely on the trails. Although, sometimes I did venture into the pale whiteness and take myself up and down a few short climbs.
By the time the blizzard was in earnest, we decided to load up and head home.
A brief outing into the frozen, brittle and crisp snow on Grand Mesa.
It was extremely exhilarating and refreshing!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,