Well at the begining of the season I asked about riding alone and the response was "how nice it is". I know all the rules say never ride alone. I do leave a note on where I'll be riden. So most of this season I've been riding alone. Hitting the trails around 7:00 am and back by 2:00 pm. Average 150 + - miles a day.

So this past Saturday I had a feeling something was gonna happen and it did. Between all the gossip with cops and all the talk about accidents. My sled is loaded with a safety servival kit, first aid kit, rope, tow rope, sypon hose, tools duct tape and candy.

I stopped in the chez and had coffee with Donald then proceeded across the fields toward 102. (the power lines) When all of the sudden the engine overreved and no power to the track. The chain broke. I was right next to the sled that burn't. My cell phone did work and I called for someone to pick me up. Sat for about 1/2 hour before the first sleds came by. They pulled over and towed me back to the road. (thank you guys)

Replaced the chain when I got home and rode 165 miles Sunday, by myself. I was kinda nervous at first but that went away pretty fast cause the trails were mint.

I usually don't ride by myself, but my riding buddy's wife had a baby. So I'm on my own every so often. It can be scary when you are out in the middle of nowhere, but people always stop and see what's wrong. Some of the time.

This is a fitting post considering what happened to a fellow rider this weekend in front of our camp. Friday night near midnight we looked out the window of camp and saw a sled in the intersection with it's hood open. We decided we should go take a look. Turns out this guy Randy seems to have lost a cylinder on his SX Viper.

After spending some time diagnosing we determined he was done.
He had been riding all day starting in Southern VT near exit 6 and had his problems by us in Wheelock. He was heading to the East Haven area to stay with some buddies.

Well he met his demise in the right location. We decided to get his sled to a friends camp which was road side and proceeded to give him a ride in the truck to try and find his buds place. After a few incorrect turns and finally reaching someone by cell phone we finally got him to his friends. My friend and I did not make it back to our camp until 3:30 am, needless to say we were pretty beat after a long ride from CT. to camp and a few hours of hanging out :beer2: then a rescue mission.

I guess riding alone is not really a good idea but there are plenty of people willing to help.

This guy was pretty pissed since he just picked this machine up recently.

Good luck to him and his repairs. The season ain't over yet I hope he has a quick fix.