Brad taught me how to ride a snowmobile again during christmas break. The conditions were ideal...for ice skating. We managed to find a couple of soft spots on the dry farms and played around for a bit. I have to admit that it wasn't much of a "classic stallion trip." Nothing broke and nobody got lost. I do miss digging Quinn out of deep snow, Zack flying mach afiniti + one into nowhere, and Creed running into Brad. Maybe we can reunite when you doctors have enough money to buy us peasant folk some toys.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
My favorite part of our little ride was when Brad jumped off a cornous to see how steep/difficult it would be. He jumped about 7 ft down and hit with a thud. The snow was so hard and crusty that his body colapsed, he slid down the rest of the way limp. I laughed so hard about wet myself. The best part was where his feet hit he only penetrated the snow about 1/2 of an inch. Watching him crawl out with moon boots on was just as funny.
Posted by Audrey at 8:57 PM