
The groomers even out the snow nice and smooth after the snowmobilers churn it up into mounds. When we have a big weekend of people up it never seems to stay smooth long. The biting cleats of the high powered snowmobiles dig the snow into

Before the road was plowed, I remember literally feeling beat up inside my car as it plunged up and down over the mounds of snow. Sometimes these mounds get a foot and a half or more high. My neighbor after snowmobiling his groceries home one day found he had scrambled eggs by the time he arrived home. I know I never filled the gas cans full because they would slosh out and make a mess. I was lucky to get 4 gallons in a 5 gallon container.
Now with the roads plowed that issue is over. We have to be careful not to run into any of the speeding snowmobilers who easily forget a car might be on the road with them. I have had horrible thoughts of ever hitting one for the damage would certainly be the worst to the snowmobiler.
The brief visit of above freezing weather lasted for only a day and we have again returned to the teens and single digits. It however was a beautiful sunny day and the snowmobilers were having a great time playing in the snow. Mountain girl, Paula, logging off and putting another log on the fire.
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