Last night after dinner, the crew retired to the bar inside the hotel. The wind was howling, the snow was falling, and it was a good night to huddle in the warmth of a friendly bar maid serving cold adult beverages. Lots of world problems were solved in the flowing conversation.
Breakfast was come as you feel. I arrived around 8:30 and a few were already there, a few still sleeping off the prior night. Conversation at the table revolved around a few of the crew was going to go for a local trail ride, perhaps to the Canadian border, a few were going to lounge in their room and do some laundry (it’s always nice to be able to wash your socks mid trip, before they ripen). I was in the later group, I’m a fan of a pajama day mid trip. Wingman Rob and NFG Kelly were the last two stragglers at the bar last night, and while NFG Kelly made it to breakfast, I ordered a breakfast to go for sleeping beauty Rob, and Action Dan volunteered to deliver it to our room.
The Super Blizzard wasn’t nearly as super here in Caribou. Today is sunny skies and about 14 degrees on the positive side. We probably got about 5-6 inches of fresh snow. Reports from the group that did a local ride indicate the trails are now full of snow, as well as freshly groomed. This is great news. There are not many trucks and trailers here in Caribou Resort, so we are anticipating good trails for tomorrow’s ride.
I guess there was one incident on the trail, the versions vary, but apparently Action Dan was doing a turn around look on his sled, a slow speed maneuver, and either he lost his footing according to witnesses or the ski’s “moved” according to Action, and he fell off and got dragged by the heated shield cord attached to his helmet to his moving Ski Doo. Nothing injured but pride. I’m more disappointed nobody thought to get pictures!
The riding group stopped for lunch at a pretty cool place call Outlette’s Trading Post. They apparently all enjoyed it, as each one has told me it was a cool place.
Wingman Rob’s and my day consisted of me doing the washing and drying of our trail clothes, and he did the folding. And taking a nap. I think Ski Doo Matt and NFG Brian were on the same program, but probably a Coors Light was mixed in.
Anywho, the lounge here at the hotel is supposed to be closed today, but the friendly bar maid from last night, Alexis, said she would open up today for us to watch the football playoffs. We are now gathered around the bar and the 4 seat tables enjoying an end of day beverage. The restaurant is also closed on Sundays, but Alexis volunteered her son to Door Dash us some pizzas and wings for dinner.
We are now all gathered in the bar, we have the place to ourselves, the pizzas and wings are on order, we are settled in, and Ole Man Ron is entertaining the NFG’s with his penny game circus act. Tomorrow we will be riding back to NEOC for another night. I am pretty sure we will be taking a different trail back, but it’s not like I really know. You’ll find out tomorrow night, just as I will.
Bye for now…. and GO RAMS!
Stick
