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That's me waiting for the drugs to kick in long enough to get me back to the road. An Ambulance was waiting for me when I returned. It turns out that if you are going to have an accident, having good friends that can get you out of a jam are good to bring along.
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Dave and I decided to join our Snomobile group on a trip to Wy. This trip was supposed to be our highlight trip of the winter. It tuned out to be the highlight for the wrong reasons. I found out about 16 miles into the first ride of the trip that the snow levels were not deep. I ended up hitting a boulder that was buried just deep enough that I couldn't see it. If you look closely, you can see the bent arm on my sled and the boulder I hit. I stopped real fast and flipped onto my back on top of the boulder. Needless to say, that was the end of my day/trip.
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