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Camp Cheese February 2004 |
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Carl was kind enough to give me a lift up to Camp Cheese in February for some snowmobiling up in Carry Pond Township. Friday night in Chestertownville was an adventure too, Carl found the wrong house at 4:00am. |
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Greggy took a nasty fall while tooling around Flagstaff lake. He mis-timed his landing and ended up taking the handlebars in the breadbasket. It's a good thing we had Dr. Lea along with us! There she is taking exemplary care of the poor cheeser. So what do you do for a broken bread basket? Why Jello shots at the Sugarloaf brew pub! |
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What the hell is that thing on Carl's head? After the sugarloaf brew pub, we hit Tufulio's for some late night (or so it seemed) cocktails. On the right, John finds happiness. |
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Sunday morning was snowing at Camp Cheese, so what to do? Go riding of course! We got to hit many untouched trails, about 15" worth of new snow, didn't suck! That's gregger's cabin on the left and the trail leaving his cabin on the right. Yeah, that's actually a road in the summer time. |
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Whereever we went around Camp Cheese we found trails like that one on the left, untouched with fluffy snow everywhere. Turns out, after a couple hours of riding, Lea was the only one that didn't take a dive! On the right, Carl missed his turn on a logging road and ended up 50' or so off the trail. His sled is hung up on a downted tree. That yellow helmet you see there is actually Greggy. |
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There we all are, me, Carl and Gregger working to get Carl's sled out (that pinhead). We did eventually, taking out a few sacrificial trees (rest in peace) on the way out. Finally, on the way back to the camp, Gregger lost the trail too. |
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