And it was a doozy, the day started out fairly good, worked 4 hours, then drove down to my parking spot and unloaded. Plan was to make the first trip in with necessities and then make a couple more to haul the 1/3 cord of firewood I brought along. Well as they say, the “Best made plans of men and mice”, it was 2:00 PM by time I was able to start my first run in. It was getting pretty warm and I figured I’d see how the ride was going in with a light load.. hahahaha, it’s 3 miles from the parking spot to the cabin. Normally a 10 to 15 minute ride, it took me 4 hours and 38 minutes to make it.
Got stuck 5 times and as you can see from the pictures below, the first time also included rolling the Bearcat and then burning out my belt. After getting unstuck and going again I figured I’d be OK, nope, got stuck three more time and was just about to turn around and head back to the rig when one of my neighbors, Ron, showed up. He helped me get the Bearcat back up and on to the semi-packed trail and then he rode lead on his nice little and very light weight Tundra. We made it into the cabin and there I stayed. It was 6:38 PM and I was pretty well wiped out.
The story is a bit longer, but to keep it short, I am done riding for the season and wishing I had brought the M Sled down for this last trip. Anyway, the wood stayed in my truck and now sits back in the pile of firewood for the cabin to be delivered next winter after it snows.
I will say it was fantastic weather, got up to 55 F above Saturday and I had to open the front door and upstairs window to keep it cool enough to work. Since the firewood wasn’t coming in I went and stuffed more insulation in the walls and ceiling. The walls are done and ready for sheetrock and boards and I should be able to get the rest of the ceiling finished on my next trip down this summer, maybe even the insulation in the floor.
So all in all a tiring weekend and not as productive as I was planning, but another good adventure. Hey, I didn’t have to sleep on the trail next to my sled nor try to walk a mile through 4 feet of slushy snow with no snowshoes, yeah I left my snow shoes at home, another “I’ll remember next time” moment.
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