

The snow continued for the duration of our trip and the temperatures hovered in the 20's and 30's. The next day we dropped in on Becky and Bob and stopped by the lake to see the races, where people lined up on the plowed lake and tested their machines for power and speed. Here's the starting line.

We even staged our own timed race near camp, on a closed loop about 7 miles long. The guys flew around the track, and luckily, nobody got hurt and no money changed hands.The icicles on the cabin were getting huge, and the scenery was spectacular, as our trip was coming to a close, and we got ready for the long ride back to civilization.

We cleaned up our temporary home after a fantastic chicken and vegetable dinner that Joe fixed for us.The snow had gotten deeper, as we loaded the aluminum boat with our supplies and towed it out to our vehicle on the main road, and prepared to load the sleds back on the trailer.

Joe closed down the camp for now, until the next visitors come here, and we loaded the aluminum rowboat that we used to ferry equipment back into the truck for our long, snowy ride back.It took us another six hours to get back to the place where we started our journey, and as we headed down out of the hills, the roads got clearer and drier, and suddenly, it was back to reality. Our time together flew by, it seemed.
We had fun in the scenic Big Moose Lake area, and if you like snow and snowmobiling, I highly recommend that you visit the area, the "The Snowmobile Capital of the East" and home to some very friendly people, like Joe, Marian, Bob, and Becky, and everyone we met there.
It was like a step back in time, to a simpler way of life.
Thanks for coming along...
