My girlfriend, who stayed at the camp that day, was all worried that I had frostbite, but I didn't. If we had stayed out much longer it might have been a different story. I have a lot of stories I could tell you about the good times snowmobiling in winter. A few of us would do the Gaspe Peninsula (Canada), a 1500 mile ride a few times. Got our names in the local paper for riding trails that were closed weeks earlier because the rivers and streams were opening up that spring. We did a lot of water crossing that trip, I cracked a rib crossing one river about halfway through the trip. That made for pain every time I turned left. Good times though, gas was cheap, the sleds would do 125MPH () and we did a lot of weeklong rides staying in motels along the way. It's a thing to do up here.
My girlfriend, who stayed at the camp that day, was all worried that I had frostbite, but I didn't. If we had stayed out much longer it might have been a different story. I have a lot of stories I could tell you about the good times snowmobiling in winter. A few of us would do the Gaspe Peninsula (Canada), a 1500 mile ride a few times. Got our names in the local paper for riding trails that were closed weeks earlier because the rivers and streams were opening up that spring. We did a lot of water crossing that trip, I cracked a rib crossing one river about halfway through the trip. That made for pain every time I turned left. Good times though, gas was cheap, the sleds would do 125MPH ([my sled back then](https://th.bing.com/th/id/OIP.JK8_BJgxb0bmLKNNIjMu1AHaFj?pid=ImgDet&dpr=1.3)) and we did a lot of weeklong rides staying in motels along the way. It's a thing to do up here.
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