We headed out just Clay, Larry, Wes, and me. Then we caught up to the Spain clan on the way to their cabin so off we went, and what a great day it turned out to be. I'm so glad I got a new snomachine this year, I've gotten out so much just on short one and two hour trips from the house and have seen places I haven't been since I was a kid as well as exploring as many new places as possible. One of these days I'll get a gps so I don't have to come home and try to figure out where I've been using a topo map and Google Earth.
I wish Clay would get a camera so I could post pictures other than of him or my sled without me on it.
First tracks! In good powder my RMK can carve just as good as my snowboard, only I don't need a hill. About forty five minutes after I took this picture it looked like a superhighway with all the tracks in it.
Valet parking at the cabin.
The banks of Little Willow Creek, and Wes dissappearing into the trees.
This is what the snow was like all day as long as
we stayed below treeline.
The take off was a little more verticle than I anticipated,
time to start digging.
Clay taking in the view.