I am not a winter person at all. I am most happy when the mercury rises above 70 Degrees F and even happier when it rises above 80 Degrees F. I am not one to enjoy very many outdoor winter activities like the rest of my family as I prefer to become a hermit when the mercury dips below freezing and the snow starts to fly.
Yesterday, after being gone on a business trip for the week, my husband asked me to take a quick ride on a snowmobile...by quick he means a couple hours of riding. I am a nervous rider, and refuse to learn how to drive one of those contraptions for myself so I was hesitant. My husband works for his sister and brother-in-law at Lucky's Motor Sports, and said they had taken a two up seat on trade that was in need of being run on the trails to diagnose what all was wrong with it. He promised to bring the machine home if I wanted to go for a ride. I agreed.
It was still daylight when we headed out and for the first time I was able to enjoy the beautiful mountain countryside in winter and see what everyone else brags about while out snowmobiling. The views were spectacular, nature at its best. We managed to scare a deer that decided to stand in the middle of the snowmobile trail. She jumped and ran away as we came upon her.
Some of the trails were in serious need of being groomed, but all in all, the ride was uneventful. I much prefer riding on a two-up snowmobile, and in daylight. I find no enjoyment in snowmobiling otherwise.