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February 2025 Disco/Obs Thread


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1 minute ago, Typhoon Tip said:

ehhh  it's backing off a little on our side - it subtle but just bein' fair.  

Doesn't probably matter.  That structure is so over killed that half that presentation would still bring -25 F to Tower Minnesota

It actually has our side strengthening after the split happens. That said, I don’t necessarily need -30C 850s over our noggin. 
 

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57 minutes ago, SJonesWX said:

ok now you gotta tell the story

Salmon river inlet is said river.  My bro and I were anxious to ride early that season.  Tug Hill got several feet so went up to see how my sled rebuild worked.  Thats right. Rebuild.  First bad thing after unload was my bro’s sled throttle was stuck wide open so as soon as that sled turned over surprise he launched 50 feet down the road and almost hit a brand new truck like by millimeters.  Never seen a wider set of eyeballs.  Very alarmed.  Shoulda went home right there.   

I unloaded and we gassed em up and set out for the trailhead.  This particular trailhead is wooded, and adjacent to the river, and you pass through some trees that the river (turns out) winds through.  The snow had been heavy and wet, and kind of floated on the open water - making it look not like water at all.  Looked remarkably like a trail.  I thought it was terra firma so full send into 5 feet of water.  I aimed for a bank but no go. Kill switch and trudged/ swam to the edge.  Sled was basically gone but you could see the wake in the surface ice where it went.  All i needed.  

my bro was able to snorkle his sled out behind me.  He scooped me up and went back to the truck - which was 200 feet away , the distance I ever rode that sled - and scrounged up a bunch of tie downs from other sledders to make a length to yank the sled out.  I took my cloths off and swam out and tied straps to the bumper and we pulled it out with his truck. About 20 people were watching.  Just as we got to shore, a front end loader showed up to help.  Which was a good thing because another dude who was not tracking events did the same full send right in front of us making remarkable progress until he too was turned purple with rage. He musta been french by the way he cursed.  

We decided we had had enough fun, so we load up and drove the 3 hrs home.  I was never so cold.  Funny thing is, that sled ran when we got home.  Started right up.  I hit the kill switch in time. The rebuild was good.  But we promptly sold it, the buyer noting how hard the seat was - since it was a block of ice.  We were glad to be rid of it.  

the following winter a neighbor wanted to show us his new to him sled.  It was one in the same. I don’t think we ever told him we knew why the seat smelled like a swamp.  

It snowed a lot that winter.  A real lot.  
 

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33 minutes ago, cleetussnow said:

Salmon river inlet is said river.  My bro and I were anxious to ride early that season.  Tug Hill got several feet so went up to see how my sled rebuild worked.  Thats right. Rebuild.  First bad thing after unload was my bro’s sled throttle was stuck wide open so as soon as that sled turned over surprise he launched 50 feet down the road and almost hit a brand new truck like by millimeters.  Never seen a wider set of eyeballs.  Very alarmed.  Shoulda went home right there.   

I unloaded and we gassed em up and set out for the trailhead.  This particular trailhead is wooded, and adjacent to the river, and you pass through some trees that the river (turns out) winds through.  The snow had been heavy and wet, and kind of floated on the open water - making it look not like water at all.  Looked remarkably like a trail.  I thought it was terra firma so full send into 5 feet of water.  I aimed for a bank but no go. Kill switch and trudged/ swam to the edge.  Sled was basically gone but you could see the wake in the surface ice where it went.  All i needed.  

my bro was able to snorkle his sled out behind me.  He scooped me up and went back to the truck - which was 200 feet away , the distance I ever rode that sled - and scrounged up a bunch of tie downs from other sledders to make a length to yank the sled out.  I took my cloths off and swam out and tied straps to the bumper and we pulled it out with his truck. About 20 people were watching.  Just as we got to shore, a front end loader showed up to help.  Which was a good thing because another dude who was not tracking events did the same full send right in front of us making remarkable progress until he too was turned purple with rage. He musta been french by the way he cursed.  

We decided we had had enough fun, so we load up and drove the 3 hrs home.  I was never so cold.  Funny thing is, that sled ran when we got home.  Started right up.  I hit the kill switch in time. The rebuild was good.  But we promptly sold it, the buyer noting how hard the seat was - since it was a block of ice.  We were glad to be rid of it.  

the following winter a neighbor wanted to show us his new to him sled.  It was one in the same. I don’t think we ever told him we knew why the seat smelled like a swamp.  

It snowed a lot that winter.  A real lot.  
 

So you sold the sled to somebody, and that person in turn sold it to one of your neighbors?  Do I have that right? 

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