It appears that the 2008-2009 snowmobile season is over for us, unless we go for the true swan song and jet off to Maine for one last ride this weekend.  I’m fighting back the urge, but since our sleds are already there, amidst snow that’s still measuring in the feet and random small snow storms (it’s snowing there as we speak!), the urge is winning.  It would be pretty easy to grab a change of clothes, the gear I haven’t yet unpacked from February’s vacation, and head up for that one “final theatrical or dramatic appearance” (thank you wikipedia, for clearing up the origins and meaning of the phrase).  By the way, if anyone is up in Maine, do be so kind as to give me an update on the riding in the Lincoln Lakes area?  Very recent detailed online resources are scarce for that area.

So alas, here I am feeling worse than a kid the day after Christmas (at least at Christmas there are new toys to play with!).  All I’m left with is wishful thinking, teasing intros for new snowmobile lines for 2010, and the realization that I may have to actually buckle down and get back to work!  It might help if our piddling excuse for Massachusetts snow would just melt and get on with Spring already (did I just day that!?), or if Maine’s would so I would know there just was no option but to muddle through the next warm months (sorry, you know how close misery and company are…).

I suppose I shouldn’t complain too much.  We had a banner year, and did more riding than ever.  I think we clocked in our February snowmobile vacation alone more miles than we normally do in a regular sled season, and that’s not counting the couple hours we managed in Maine in January and all the riding we did here at home in Massachusetts–which was a lot, especially for us with 4 kids that need sitting and especially for Massachusetts; it’s not often we get this much consistent snow.

So I’m trying to suck it up and move on with life, and considering a few sled-related projects for the upcoming spring and summer.  In the meantime, I’ll wax poetic and reflect fondly on our season, and start posting some pics from the past riding season.  If random pics show up here as posts with little or no explanation, that’s what they’ll be.  No time to start like the present…but before I go, I do hope you are still getting in some fabulous spring rides, and enjoying a dramatic song or two of your own…so please feel free to comment and tell me all about it!  I’ll be green with envy, but enjoying the vicarious life (comments always open below).

Bob's steaming head cracks me up every time. But maybe you need to know Bob to appreciate it....

I'm too mature to caption this something queer like "BFF"!

Look! My own vintage sled pic! But not mine, it's Stanley's Vintage Sled

Firstwind Wind Farm, Prentiss, Maine

Scenic lookout over Lincoln, Maine Lakes Region

My Lonely Sled :(...Miss her already....*tear*