We all have one guy in our group that is just annoying and ignorant, lets hear some of his stories, or your stories about him. should be good for a laugh.

We have one guy who is so brand loyal it is discusting. He rides cat, and would never own anything else cuase Cat is the fastest and the most reliable. Here are some of his wild tales from the past:

1) Before this year he rode a 1996 Panther 440fan, but becuase his dad used to race back in the day, it was genetic that he was a better rider and knew more than all of us about riding. He went as far as to say that my other buddies 2002xcsp600 couldn't keep up with him on the trails when they went riding. This just so happens to be the trip that he could never start his own sled and always had to have somebody in the group start it for him. He nicknamed this sled "High Performance Panther" and he is serious.

2) When the F7 came out he assured us all that it was the fastest sled EVER made. It also held the record for a mile long race. I guess machZ's, T-Cats, and XCR's are just mythical sleds.

3) Finally this year his dad baught a 1999 ZR600, and a 1996 ZRT600. His dad gave him the zert, unfortunately this sled is a work in progress, for all of us, and has yet to hit the snow. Anyhow, his dad was out racing his uncle and cuasins the other day supposedly, his uncle has a Mach1 700. The ZR was running side by side and sometimes beat the Mach, but NEVER lost to it. The Mach also has nothing wrong with it. Also, when he does get the zert running there will only be two sleds in our group that might stand a chance, is his causins F6 and another friends 2000 ZR with 711 black magic kit. My Ultra, which I have watched beat f7's, will not stand a chance against the f6 or his zert, according to him.

I am just waiting to hear how he walked a T-Cat with his ZRT!!! This kid is dillusional, but it does make for some good laughs for the rest of us. So lets here about yer stories (or his for that matter).
Wayne

There's this one guy in the team renegade group who's sled has a fuel pump that freezes all the time, he crashes rental sleds, forgets his riding boots at home, gets stuck in the Team Renegade HQ driveway, drinks WAY too much diet coke and loses trailer wheels on the way to rides.

OH CRAP,

That's me..

My cousin used to go on trips with us and he's pretty annoying. Not the brand thing, or even about snowmobiles. Just plain annoying.

We always had to transport his sled, he never offered to drive or bring his own trailer. His sleds are older, and a couple times as we were getting ready to leave, he said that his sleds won't run, so he can't go. Someone in the group would bring an extra for him to ride. After he did this twice, we realized that he was doing this on purpose, as he wanted to ride a newer sled.

He came on one trip and waited until we got to the resort to explain that he had no money to pitch in for food, gas, lodging, etc. We had to pay for him and let him work it off.

He always had to control the conversation, loud, rude, etc. He'd make fun of everyone and laugh, but when we'd jab him, he'd get ticked and tell us off.

He's the guy that wouldn't help out with dishes, cooking, cleaning, or anything. He'd disappear when time came to start packing up.

Last year, we didn't invite him on our long trip. This year, we made everyone pay a deposit by a certain date. When the date came, he tried to tell us that he'd have it soon, but we've played his game before. Since he didn't have the money, he's not going to Canada next weekend with us.

He's only invited on day trips now. We have so much more fun without him!

Then there's the guy who's sled breaks down more than any other, because it is never maintained properly. This guy also happens to carry virtually not tools or supplies, no spare plugs, duct tape or fasteners.

That's why I save my old spark plugs. I carry a few old ones to give to a "plug borrower" that never carries spares and then forgets to replace my new $9 BR9ECS plugs.

general rule of thumb is that if there's no annoying guy in your group, that means you're him.

Originally posted by performancex@Jan 4 2005, 01:18 PM
general rule of thumb is that if there's no annoying guy in your group, that means you're him.
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Maybe I'll start inviting my cousin again! :lookaround:

We have one guy in our group that would change hits jets at least 6-8 times in an afternoon. We were always stopping and waiting because he was running too lean or he was loading up. It didnt make for much fun or long rides. I finally convinced him to by a vari flow, and now we can ride without fear of having to stop for jetting changes.

Tried to do the RAP trip in Ontario. One guys had a POS '86 (I think) Indy 400 w/ a refresh rebuilt motor, that should have been in the wreckers. How the guy thought this machine would last 600 miles, is beyond me. Well he holed a piston on day 3 about halfway thru the trip. He didn't even have a plug wrench on the sled.

Originally posted by performancex@Jan 4 2005, 01:18 PM
general rule of thumb is that if there's no annoying guy in your group, that means you're him.
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LOL

Originally posted by Darryn Duncan@Jan 4 2005, 01:44 PM
We have one guy in our group that would change hits jets at least 6-8 times in an afternoon. We were always stopping and waiting because he was running too lean or he was loading up. It didnt make for much fun or long rides. I finally convinced him to by a vari flow, and now we can ride without fear of having to stop for jetting changes.
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We had a guy that was just like that years ago we Nicknamed him "GOLDEN HINGES" :D

nobody will top the retard that went to canada with us one year........this is a hypocondriac.....he's 45 years old and has the mentality of a 2 year old.........he was constantly complaing were gonna get lost, he didn't sleep for 4 days(not one min), walked around our room all night making a spitting noise.....finally, one morning ,retard takes dayquill and mixed it with nyquill and some other cough medicine all at once...well 2hour into the ride he starts freakin out,and to make matters worse, we're tellin him he's gonna die because we're lost(really weren't). finallly get to a dinner, and he's totally freakin now so bad that he doesn't want to ride his sled anymore, only problem is we are over 100 miles from our hotel. we wanted to leave his ### there but his brother(who's a great guy)rode his sled back to the motel (2 hours), then got his car and proceeded to drive 200 miles out of his way to get his dumbass brother..............................a couple of my friends wanted to beat him....................

What if you don't have a group you ride with?? Its usually wife, me or dad, me. Don't know anyone close that still sleds?? So does this make it me or wife or dad??? Well count me out I am making the post LOL!!!! :lmao: :lmao:

There is this one guy that me and my friends take with us sledding....he can't go 10 feet of trail or is stuck....like 1 time outa 10 he can start his sled ushally I have 2....and he ushally breaks down on a good trip.

i try to ride with the least amount of people as possible and only those that are maintenace heads. people that are ready the night before.

I use to discriminate,then one day I woke up and realized that life is to short.Now I ride with who ever wants to ride, with what ever they want to ride,and where ever they want to ride. I make sure I have tools duct tape stovepipe wire sus bolts other nuts and bolts dif. plugs from over the years resistor caps a few bearings and grease water and fire.You see you are describing things now that will stick in your memory for ever,and thats what lfe is about memories.If you haven't fell over with laughter from some of these things yet you will some day beleive it.The only thing I won't tolerate is being late if your not 10 minutes early your late. If you are late you better have a good excuse and it better not be we stoped for breakfest!

Originally posted by sawman@Jan 4 2005, 06:38 PM
The only thing I won't tolerate is being late if your not 10 minutes early your late. If you are late you better have a good excuse and it better not be we stoped for breakfest!
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I hate when people are late!!!

We get that all the time too. Half hour late, and show up with no fuel.

Originally posted by goldbergrx1@Jan 4 2005, 06:26 PM
nobody will top the retard that went to canada with us one year........this is a hypocondriac.....he's 45 years old and has the mentality of a 2 year old.........he was constantly complaing were gonna get lost, he didn't sleep for 4 days(not one min), walked around our room all night making a spitting noise.....finally, one morning ,retard takes dayquill and mixed it with nyquill and some other cough medicine all at once...well 2hour into the ride he starts freakin out,and to make matters worse, we're tellin him he's gonna die because we're lost(really weren't). finallly get to a dinner, and he's totally freakin now so bad that he doesn't want to ride his sled anymore, only problem is we are over 100 miles from our hotel. we wanted to leave his ### there but his brother(who's a great guy)rode his sled back to the motel* (2 hours), then got his car and proceeded to drive 200 miles out of his way to get his dumbass brother..............................a couple of my friends wanted to beat him....................
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thats hilarious :p

One year Perm, myself, CrazyB, Red Rocket, Hawg, Mase, Ritchie, and this Steve guy. Well we drive to New Liskered, and stay the night and plan to ride from there to Cochrane the next day. Well at the hotel it starts, at dinner he starts drinking to the point of annoyance :dazed: We go to bed to get an early start. Next morning we are ready to go and he is still sleeping :confused: So loudmouth me goes in and tells him I am going to Timmy's when we get back we are leaving. :sarcasm: :sarcasm: He yells out the door at me bring me a coffee. whatever. I go to Timmys and come back and he is hung over big time. Wants his coffee, lets go I said we are going. Along the trail on the way heblows a corner and T-bones CrazyB's Renegade (brand new) and laughs, doesnt even apologize or offer to fix it. we spend the next 3 days riding all over. We even met up with MachZ69 and the Arctic Cat brothers :) On the way back bone-head Steve, who rides a T-cat, doesnt put fuel in his tour buddy and there fore doesnt have enough gas to make it back. :bash: :bash: Everyone has to leave the trail and go into town and get gas :cussing: :cussing: :cussing: :cussing: Then we are riding the river on the way back to New Liskered which is in serious meltdown, he doesnt like it. Red rockets saddle bags blew off and Steve runs over it laughing. I schlep the soaking wet wrecked saddlebags back to the truck. Steve gets back to the hotel and is literally crying like a baby over how sore he is. Dont get me wrong I was sore and tired to but I wasnt crying and whining like a 6yr old. BTW Steve is about 10 yrs younger then me as well, and he is a big guy. After that tour we told Red rocket, dont ever bring that guy again or you cant come either.

I guess we weed the real annoying guys away, or we put off a b.o. that annoying guys don't like. :lol: Our group is about 12 peeps when all can attend, and has been down to just Ken and I the past couple years. Thankfully in the 14 yrs or so that we've been together, we haven't had to deal with any bad apples. Everyone seems to have mutual respect for each other.

We have 2 or 3 in the group that are always good for some gut-busting laughs like Sawman mentioned. I've laughed so hard sometimes that the tears have frozen on my cheeks. We have one we call Foot...he's about 6'5" and looks like a big bear on a sled because his sled's a little too small for him and he doesn't lean very much...sits upright when he rides, no matter what. One time I was behind him and he pulled to the side of the trail where the snow was fluffy, and he just started tipping to the side and proceeded to roll over, and he was still holding on to the h-bars. Then there's Roger...the "poor ole single farmer"!!! The boy has more $$$ than he knows what to do with, and proceeds to ride 5-6 yr old sleds and keeps it in the barn. When we load up to head up north, he pulls the sled out of the barn to the trailer...who needs maintenance, right?? He's had a problem with his efi for years, sometimes it wants to start, and sometimes it doesn't. We saw him pick the rear end of the sled up sometimes and drop it before he starts it. So after a few times of that, we started picking the rearend up as high as we could and let it hit the ground...don't think it really helped the sled, but it felt good. :lol: We also have to remind this guy when it's his turn to buy a round. He's a very simple person.

Then there's the time we lost Foot when we were about 70 miles from the cabin at 10:00pm. Roger was second from last, and Foot was last. Our rule is that you always stop at intersections until the guy behind you sees you turn. Well somehow a sled got between Foot and Roger, and Roger thought Foot saw him turn. Needless to say, Foot didn't see any of us turn. When we finally realize it, we spend about an hour and a half combing ever so slowly the trails, looking for tracks heading into the trees. We finally get back to the cabin, and Foot's sitting in front of the fireplace with his feet propped up all nice and cozy. To this day those two still (jokingly) blame each other for the mishap.

I wouldn't trade any one in our group...just wish our group could get together like it used to.

Hmmm, I must be the annoying one, lol. No one to really complain about with the people I ride with. I ride basically with 3 groups.

They have small complaints, but not just one person inparticular every trip, there is always some one screwing around though.

Group 1 The guys from my grade. Fun to ride with, when they ride. They are always complaining they don't have cash to go. When they do ride with though, they like to log the miles. 120 miles isn't an odd day. Worst thing, when they ride, they ride. They rarely ever look back, its not odd to have them 3 miles away before the leader(s) know you aren't there still.

Other buddies from school. They are good to ride with. And you can uaually count on getting them to ride on short notice (a day ahead of time, sometimes, just a few hours) The only problem I had was last year we went on a poker run and we got stuck in behind a group of old farts on a bush trail doing 15 mph, and when we got out into the open, we all gave the "lets get ahead, hammer on it" wave and took off so we could get ahead of them, and he didn't follow, we ended up waiting about a 1/2 hour for him to show up with the old farts. He rides a fully capable sled, and the terrain for passing was well pocked up with fresh track marks already, no excuse not to give it a little bit of juice and hit more than 30 mph, and its not that he didn't know, cause i made sure when i passed him, to get his attention.

and, the old farts, haha. These are the guys my dads age. really fun to ride with, but they are always stopping for smoke breaks and stuff, like ever 2 miles. Call me young, and full of energy, but come one, 2 miles??

Bauer

Originally posted by WKinneIII@Jan 4 2005, 11:44 AM
We all have one guy in our group that is just annoying and ignorant, lets hear some of his stories, or your stories about him.* should be good for a laugh.384046


I grew up with this guy...and the one he's talking about IS very annoying. No matter what sled you have, or what sled your friend has, his or his dad's is always better, mostly because its an Arctic Cat.
Guy claimed he beat me (on my 02xcsp600) when in reality i had JUST bought it and was still breaking in the engine, and couldn't *afford* to race his a$$!! This year he claims he will destroy us all, yet his sled isn't even running yet. We'll settle it on the lake, and let you know who really wins! :hallo1:

NOW, for MY story.
I used to work with a guy back in July/August, about a 250lb Mexican (just to give you a mental picture). He had some of the most unbelievable snowmobile lies I'd ever heard. He started by telling me he was a Sno-cross racer, sponsored by Polaris. I asked him about his sled...and he told me it had 300 hp. I asked him what model, and he said "I'd have to check the owners manual, but I think it's an xZsp". I told him to bring in the manual...of course he never did.
Next he tells me Polaris dropped off his new triple axle 10-place snowmobile trailer, and he had them paint it to match his snowmobile suit,
NEON GREEN AND BLACK
The guy told me the 300hp sled had a 350v8, with chrome headers coming thru the hood!
:withstupid:
I asked him one day if I could come over to his house and see the sleds...he then decided to tell me it was at his *other* house downstate..and he's too busy to let me come over and check it out.

Next the guy decided to tell me Polaris just sent him his newest sled, with a whopping 1000hp.

:lmao:

If anyone, ever, had made a 1000 horsepower snowmobile, I doubt Polaris would hire a 250 lb guy to race it :cool:

ok, so the above message was not by wkinne III, it was by me, he left himself logged onto my computer

sorry for the confusion :)

SLEDHEDS (http://www.scottandfriends.us/sledheds/)

My brother in law is my main riding partner and for the most part is okay to ride with but he has to be one of the worlds worst tailgaiters. Both on the street and on the trail. Whenever we drive anywhere together I try to make sure that Im driving. When we ride together I learned my lesson to never let him lead...ever again. He has a eye problem and cant see shading and anyway he will drive right off the trail and did often while leading. After he drove right off the side of a trail bridge into a 15' deep ravine a few years back that took about 3 hours to dig his sled out of, I decided right there that he will never lead me in a group again.

So back to the tailgaiting thing. Because of his eye problem he dosent bother watching up the trail to see whats coming and he will instead focus on my tailight. Then if I start getting any snow fog kicking up where he cant see me he will just get on the gas and close up tight to me to the point where he's riding only a couple feet right behind me. Thats real un-nerving for me to be cruising at 50/60 mph and knowing that he's right on my butt. I keep telling him he's gonna take me out someday. I roost him at every oportunity that I get and his sled looks a mess when we get done for the day...lol

Other than that, I wont ride with people that need smoke breaks every 15 miles. People that refuse to show on time should get left behind. Period. When I say meet at somplace at 9am ready to ride that dosent mean showing up at 930 and still need gas and breakfast. One of my worst waiting experiences was once with a group that I hitched a ride up to the trail up north with. We waited for 4 hours for my friends father to show because he thought maybe he would be up to ride with us. I could have seen an hour waiting, but 4 hours? He never did show and I found out later that he never intended to be there anyway and couldn t understand why my friend had it in his head that he would be there in the first place. :bash:

Originally posted by paul yarek@Jan 4 2005, 07:09 PM
i try to ride with the least amount of people as possible and only those that are maintenace heads. people that are ready the night before.
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Me too. Sometimes things just break, but in my group its not for a lack of maintenance.

FishHog

This is a long one, but venting will feel good. Our normal group is A+. 6 great guys, all get along. We had a trip planned to Wawa the day after Christmas and one of our buddies invited 3 guys that he works with. He was kinda stuck, as they kept asking him.

So the story goes like this . . . Retard #1 and Retard #2 are brothers, Retard #3 is unrelated. I almost feel bad calling them Retards as it's insulting to people who are mentally handicapped and still have more common sense than these idiots.

Ok, so it's Sunday and time to leave for Wawa, a 9 hour drive minimum for us. Retard #2 hasn't performed any post season maintenance on his MachZ and now it won't stay running long enough to get it on Retard #1's trailer. So they push it on and plan to change the plugs when we get there, yeah, that'll take care of everything.

I think it's important to give a description of Retard #1 and 2 to highten the experience. They're both "tough guys". Hair moused back, dripping in gold chains, wearring cologne, they're beyond the stereotype. They could appear in an SNL skit.

Retard #1 is a LOUD MOUTH. Done everything, seen everything, knows everything. And he and his Rev are unbeatable. Never mind the fact that he&#39;s the second slowest rider in the group. I have no problem with slow riders, I actually enjoy being behind one to enjoy the sights more. But when you talk as much crap as this idiot how no sled can handle the trails like he and his Rev, you better not be holding up traffic. This guy has got to be in his early 30&#39;s and still thinks getting in a bar fight is cool. He loves to tell us how he&#39;s been in all kinds of fights, I&#39;m very impressed by that <sarcasm>.

Retard #2 is much quieter, decent guy overall when not on a sled. But still dripping in gold, and concerned what bar we&#39;re going to after the ride.

So we get into Wawa Sunday night. Monday morning Retards 1 and 2 start wrenching on the Mach, of course fresh plugs don&#39;t fix it. So they take it into the local powersports dealer, they rebuild the carbs. Still doesn&#39;t stay running when they bring it back. It&#39;s now 2:00 and WE HAVEN"T RIDDEN yet.

So Retard #2 stays at the chalet and we head out for Halfway Haven, a 70+ mile drive each way with no gas, we&#39;ve discussed this all day. We ride about 20 miles to the trail junction and are ready to get started on the next 70 miles when retard #1 proclaims "I can&#39;t make that, I have less than 3/4 of a tank of gas." He didn&#39;t start the ride with a full tank . . . So for some dumb reason we decide to stay together as a group and figure out a short loop back into Wawa. All told we put 50 miles on that day. I had hoped for 300.

Back at the chalet Reatrd 1 and 2 start talking about how we need to go out and find some "pxxxy". Retard 1 has told us all about how he&#39;s a family man and his wife and kids come first. Funny that he can&#39;t be away from home for more than a day without needing to hit a topless bar. Anyone that&#39;s been to Wawa knows this town of 3700 people does not have any bars like that, nor are there any hookers, which was their next quest. So Retard 1 and 2 come back to the chalet after a couple hours complaining how they couldn&#39;t find any and that "This place sucks, there&#39;s nothing to do." I quip back "Hey jackass, there&#39;s a lot to do, it&#39;s called snowmobiling, you should try it sometime." For being 2 "tough guys" who think fighting is cool, they have no comeback, not even the preverbial "shut up" or "f you".

Tuesday morning, Retards 1 and 2 go back to the powersports dealer to rent a sled. His insurance policy hasn&#39;t come in yet to cover the rentals, so to help them out he offers his personal sled, a brand new Fusion with 50 miles on it. All he asks is that they be very careful as it&#39;s his personal sled. I&#39;m sure you can see where this is going.

We actually manage to put on a few miles and make it to Dubreuilville. Retard #2 is complaining that the Fusion doesn&#39;t turn. He has already blown 2 turns, luckily there were no trees waiting to greet him. I offer some sage advice, "Well then maybe you should slow down a bit." We then decide to ride 40 miles towards Hornepayne and then back, since Retard #1 is quick to remind us that his Rev can only go 85 miles on a tank.

Nice ride heading North. We go 40 miles and turn around. Retard #2 continues to complain about the Fusion, so he and Retard #1 swap sleds. We begin the trek back to Wawa. The only way back into Wawa currently is the Magpie, a reservoir that&#39;s 16 miles long and 3/4 mile wide. Somehow, in the middle of this nice smooth, flat lake, Retard #2 manages to fall off his brother&#39;s Rev. Retard #1 sees his bro dump, locks up the brakes on the Fusion without looking behind him and jumps off to go to his bro&#39;s aid. This is where Retard #3 comes in. Decent guy for the most part, but it was only his 3rd time on a sled. He must have been watching the commotion of Retard #2 falling off cause somehow he doesn&#39;t see the Fusion stopped in front of him, on a wide open lake, in the daylight. In all fairness there was less than 1/2 mile on each side of the Fusion to get around it <sarcasm>. He slams into the back of the Fusion, probably at 30-40 mph. Luckily and by the grace of God no one is hurt. It takes over 15 minutes to pry the Fusion and other Rev apart. The Rev is totaled, bent bulkhead and everything, but miracously still ridable. The Fusion doesn&#39;t actually look too bad at first glance and the Retards are talking about how the only damage is the bumper and flap. I tell them no way, skid and tunnel will be toast. But at least it&#39;s ridable.

So we make it back to Wawa. A 200 mile day, still not what I had hoped for. We stop at Northern Lights for dinner. Retards 1, 2 and 3 decide to ride the highway back since the 2 sleds are all busted up they&#39;d rather not ride another 20 miles via the trails back to the Motor Inn. Sure as hell, the OCPP finds them riding the shoulder, takes them into the station and makes a report. For whatever reason he doesn&#39;t fine them.

Wednesday morning they load up the Fusion and take it back to the dealer. He took it pretty well from what I understand, disassembled it there in front of them and accessed the damage, skid was bent, tunnel was tweaked but he didn&#39;t charge them for the tunnel. But about $1000 in damage.

We told our buddy that if the Retards are ever going again, we aren&#39;t. I think he got the message.

Now that was a fun story to read. Wawa is a great place to sled, but I&#39;ve never done it with 3 retards.

too bad they wrecked your trip.

FishHog

I think I&#39;d be in jail for murder if I had been riding with those guys ......... I&#39;ve had some 1) amusing 2) irritating 3) just plain bad, trail rides before but for the most part I just like getting out. The guys I normally ride with a pretty good, and after reading most of these stories I think I&#39;ve been blessed!

Everybody had a horror story or two I&#39;m sure. Whenever we get someone coming along with us who&#39;s not really our style I just suck it up and accept that today we&#39;ll be stopping for more breaks, or riding at a slower pace.
SOme of my friends get great pleasure in leading a group on an "excursion" through back trails that no one has been on in years, and listening to the guys cry about the scratches on their sled, or complain about getting stuck, or panic thinking that we&#39;re hopefully lost. We always get a good laugh at that kind of stuff. After that they think twice about tagging along.

There&#39;s a guy that used to (note thhe wording) go with us on our annual guys trip to the Southern Tier. Another friend was buying one of this guy&#39;s sleds. He had a new Ski-Doo touring 4-stroke, so he was selling his touring legend. Both sleds on his trailer. I was bringing my sled on my trailer and talked the buyer into bringing his sled on the spare space on my trailer as a spare. Luckily, we did-my AC engine blew out 28 miles into the 1st day (busted ring). So, I was riding the spare. The guy with the new 4-stroke got a voltage warning-we tested the at rest voltage and the running voltage-everything was where it was supposed to be. He called Bombardier and they told him it was just a sensor problenm-not to worry, enjoy the trip then go to a dealer. Got up the next morning at the hotel, the guy was already outside with BOTH sleds loaded up because he decided to head to the dealer right then and there. Left the 2 of us with one running one-up sled. Each of us could have saved a night&#39;s cost of hotel if this jerk had said something.

Also, not the first or last times this guy has been a jerk around us. I wonder what time the sun rises where he lives-as the world revolves around him.......

I usually end up riding with a guy that always ends up getting stuck. Doesn&#39;t matter if there is only 1" of snow, this fool will find a way to get stuck. He refuses to follow other peoples tracks and it bites him in the ass every time. You&#39;d think after getting stuck, on average 3 times every trip, he would learn his lesson. NOPE! Same individual ends up breakin something new on his sled every trip out too. This last trip he toar his seat and cracked his shield in half.... :bash:

Originally posted by Andy Dragon@Jan 4 2005, 10:12 PM
Nothing like planning a nice long ride and 1/4 of the way into it half the party decides they have to run home.* I believe in the rule that the group that leaves together stays together and returns together, but it sucks when several long planned rides turn into short ones because of the people in the group.

Been there, done that... thankfully that person decided that snowmobiling wasn&#39;t for him and got out of the sport.

My only other complaint is about another fellow who felt the speed limit on Ontario trails was just too high, so he proceeded to ride at between 20km/h and 30km/h for most of a day. A comfortable 8 hour ride turned into 12+...

And I thought I had ridden w/ some idgits. The trio in Wawa take the cake though. LMAO :D

Originally posted by revrnd@Jan 5 2005, 02:25 PM
And I thought I had ridden w/ some idgits. The trio in Wawa take the cake though. LMAO :D
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That one gets my vote, too! w00t

My riding buddies are all OK, especially compared to some of the crazy situations in this thread! Sure, there have been times where one will rub the other the wrong way, but nobody has ever ruined a trip or even a one-day ride. Most of the problems we&#39;ve had are just more things for us to laugh about over the post-ride beers.
About the only annoying thing that happens regularly is that 2 of the guys are habitually late. It took a couple years to figure this out, but now we just tell them we&#39;re leaving 1/2 hour before we really plan to. Late becomes right on time and no more problem!
I suppose some of this comes with age, none of us has seen 30 for a while. Your tolerance threshold seems to go up after working and raising kids! Most of us figure that even a bad day riding is better than any day at work.
Now if we could just get some snow that doesn&#39;t melt 3 days later!

Originally posted by FishHog@Jan 5 2005, 11:00 AM
Now that was a fun story to read.* Wawa is a great place to sled, but I&#39;ve never done it with 3 retards.

too bad they wrecked your trip.

FishHog
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I&#39;ll bet Beerman would let you have thier #&#39;s if your planning a trip to wawa and looking for some entertainment......lol

Good Story

My primary riding partner is my wife so that would leave me to be the anoying one. :huh:

Originally posted by goldbergrx1@Jan 4 2005, 06:26 PM
nobody will top the retard that went to canada with us one year........this is a hypocondriac.....he&#39;s 45 years old and has the mentality of a 2 year old.........he was constantly complaing were gonna get lost, he didn&#39;t sleep for 4 days(not one min), walked around our room all night making a spitting noise.....finally, one morning ,retard takes dayquill and mixed it with nyquill and some other cough medicine all at once...well 2hour into the ride he starts freakin out,and to make matters worse, we&#39;re tellin him he&#39;s gonna die because we&#39;re lost(really weren&#39;t). finallly get to a dinner, and he&#39;s totally freakin now so bad that he doesn&#39;t want to ride his sled anymore, only problem is we are over 100 miles from our hotel. we wanted to leave his ### there but his brother(who&#39;s a great guy)rode his sled back to the motel* (2 hours), then got his car and proceeded to drive 200 miles out of his way to get his dumbass brother..............................a couple of my friends wanted to beat him....................
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LMAO :!: :lmao:


i think the worts guy in my riding group is whoever has to be towed back! haha. :bash: :) :whistling:

Originally posted by Beerman@Jan 5 2005, 11:53 AM
This is a long one, but venting will feel good.* Our normal group is A+.* 6 great guys, all get along.* We had a trip planned to Wawa the day after Christmas and one of our buddies invited 3 guys that he works with.* He was kinda stuck, as they kept asking him.

So the story goes like this . . .* Retard #1 and Retard #2 are brothers, Retard #3 is unrelated.* I almost feel bad calling them Retards as it&#39;s insulting to people who are mentally handicapped and still have more common sense than these idiots.

Ok, so it&#39;s Sunday and time to leave for Wawa, a 9 hour drive minimum for us.* Retard #2 hasn&#39;t performed any post season maintenance on his MachZ and now it won&#39;t stay running long enough to get it on Retard #1&#39;s trailer.* So they push it on and plan to change the plugs when we get there, yeah, that&#39;ll take care of everything.

I think it&#39;s important to give a description of Retard #1 and 2 to highten the experience.* They&#39;re both "tough guys".* Hair moused back, dripping in gold chains, wearring cologne, they&#39;re beyond the stereotype.* They could appear in an SNL skit.

Retard #1 is a LOUD MOUTH.* Done everything, seen everything, knows everything.* And he and his Rev are unbeatable.* Never mind the fact that he&#39;s the second slowest rider in the group.* I have no problem with slow riders, I actually enjoy being behind one to enjoy the sights more.* But when you talk as much crap as this idiot how no sled can handle the trails like he and his Rev, you better not be holding up traffic.* This guy has got to be in his early 30&#39;s and still thinks getting in a bar fight is cool.* He loves to tell us how he&#39;s been in all kinds of fights, I&#39;m very impressed by that <sarcasm>.

Retard #2 is much quieter, decent guy overall when not on a sled.* But still dripping in gold, and concerned what bar we&#39;re going to after the ride.

So we get into Wawa Sunday night.* Monday morning Retards 1 and 2 start wrenching on the Mach, of course fresh plugs don&#39;t fix it.* So they take it into the local powersports dealer, they rebuild the carbs.* Still doesn&#39;t stay running when they bring it back.* It&#39;s now 2:00 and WE HAVEN"T RIDDEN yet.

So Retard #2 stays at the chalet and we head out for Halfway Haven, a 70+ mile drive each way with no gas, we&#39;ve discussed this all day.* We ride about 20 miles to the trail junction and are ready to get started on the next 70 miles when retard #1 proclaims "I can&#39;t make that, I have less than 3/4 of a tank of gas."* He didn&#39;t start the ride with a full tank . . .* So for some dumb reason we decide to stay together as a group and figure out a short loop back into Wawa.* All told we put 50 miles on that day.* I had hoped for 300.

Back at the chalet Reatrd 1 and 2 start talking about how we need to go out and find some "pxxxy".* Retard 1 has told us all about how he&#39;s a family man and his wife and kids come first.* Funny that he can&#39;t be away from home for more than a day without needing to hit a topless bar.* Anyone that&#39;s been to Wawa knows this town of 3700 people does not have any bars like that, nor are there any hookers, which was their next quest.* So Retard 1 and 2 come back to the chalet after a couple hours complaining how they couldn&#39;t find any and that "This place sucks, there&#39;s nothing to do."* I quip back "Hey jackass, there&#39;s a lot to do, it&#39;s called snowmobiling, you should try it sometime."* For being 2 "tough guys" who think fighting is cool, they have no comeback, not even the preverbial "shut up" or "f you".

Tuesday morning, Retards 1 and 2 go back to the powersports dealer to rent a sled.* His insurance policy hasn&#39;t come in yet to cover the rentals, so to help them out he offers his personal sled, a brand new Fusion with 50 miles on it.* All he asks is that they be very careful as it&#39;s his personal sled.* I&#39;m sure you can see where this is going.

We actually manage to put on a few miles and make it to Dubreuilville.* Retard #2 is complaining that the Fusion doesn&#39;t turn.* He has already blown 2 turns, luckily there were no trees waiting to greet him.* I offer some sage advice, "Well then maybe you should slow down a bit."* We then decide to ride 40 miles towards Hornepayne and then back, since Retard #1 is quick to remind us that his Rev can only go 85 miles on a tank.*

Nice ride heading North.* We go 40 miles and turn around.* Retard #2 continues to complain about the Fusion, so he and Retard #1 swap sleds.* We begin the trek back to Wawa.* The only way back into Wawa currently is the Magpie, a reservoir that&#39;s 16 miles long and 3/4 mile wide.* Somehow, in the middle of this nice smooth, flat lake, Retard #2 manages to fall off his brother&#39;s Rev.* Retard #1 sees his bro dump, locks up the brakes on the Fusion without looking behind him and jumps off to go to his bro&#39;s aid.* This is where Retard #3 comes in.* Decent guy for the most part, but it was only his 3rd time on a sled. He must have been watching the commotion of Retard #2 falling off cause somehow he doesn&#39;t see the Fusion stopped in front of him, on a wide open lake, in the daylight.* In all fairness there was less than 1/2 mile on each side of the Fusion to get around it <sarcasm>.* He slams into the back of the Fusion, probably at 30-40 mph.* Luckily and by the grace of God no one is hurt.* It takes over 15 minutes to pry the Fusion and other Rev apart.* The Rev is totaled, bent bulkhead and everything, but miracously still ridable.* The Fusion doesn&#39;t actually look too bad at first glance and the Retards are talking about how the only damage is the bumper and flap.* I tell them no way, skid and tunnel will be toast.* But at least it&#39;s ridable.

So we make it back to Wawa.* A 200 mile day, still not what I had hoped for.* We stop at Northern Lights for dinner.* Retards 1, 2 and 3 decide to ride the highway back since the 2 sleds are all busted up they&#39;d rather not ride another 20 miles via the trails back to the Motor Inn.* Sure as hell, the OCPP finds them riding the shoulder, takes them into the station and makes a report.* For whatever reason he doesn&#39;t fine them.

Wednesday morning they load up the Fusion and take it back to the dealer.* He took it pretty well from what I understand, disassembled it there in front of them and accessed the damage, skid was bent, tunnel was tweaked but he didn&#39;t charge them for the tunnel.* But about $1000 in damage.

We told our buddy that if the Retards are ever going again, we aren&#39;t.* I think he got the message.
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Beerman,
Too funny! LMFAO! :lmao: I would of required numerous cocktails to keep me sane. Make that a steady IV drip!

We got a few guys that say they are gonna buy a new sled every couple of months. Renegade this, Renegade that, Mxz this, Mxz that, Tundra this, Tundra that.

One of these guys still has the fastest Mustang in the front of a Grimshaw Trucking trailer for about 16yrs.
He sold his sled about 6 times but still has it.
They want to put on a X package seat on a trail model, just buy a X model...
Some guys take about 15 feet of air and think that air is from the hard crust of snow to the fluffy layer. And when we ride together, my back, my suspension needs tuning, my jetting is to fat....mabye your to fat....

My head hurts right now cuz there are so many episodes of different riders with different stories.

Will share more if ya&#39;ll want....just hate to see somebody writing about me though hehe....what goes around comes around I guess..

Let it snow let it snow...

I would say I&#39;m pretty lucky. None of the guys i ride with ever really do anything stupid. No one gets stuck on trails or goes off un intentionally for that matter. Everyone knows there ability and sticks to it. Sometimes playing in deep powder, or hill climbing off the trails we get stuck but thats to be expected. Everyone kind of has a role. I drive the truck and trailer out, everyone buys their own gas or finds another way to pay them back and everyone is helpful.

I think the biggest problem is people don&#39;t know their own ability, new riders think they are invisible and that they can do everything just like the experienced.

We ride with a couple of guys that are the original late sisters,say we are leaving dave&#39;s at 5:30 Am,i&#39;m there at 5:15,sled is fueled and ready,truck is fueled and ready,all my poop is in a pile and i&#39;m ready to go.
These clowns aren&#39;t loaded,need to go down the street to get a trailer,have no fuel or plan and basicaly hold us up for at least an hour everytime.

What burns me is,one time 2 yrs ago when we had snow locally,we were leaving at 1:00 pm for an afternoon/evening ride,my wife was out shopping a little late so i was a litte late,i call to say i&#39;ll be their in 20 minutes.
They say-well we are leaving,you can meet up with us on the trail.

I don&#39;t go with them much anymore,i wonder why.

Originally posted by paul yarek@Jan 4 2005, 06:09 PM
i try to ride with the least amount of people as possible and only those that are maintenace heads. people that are ready the night before.
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EXACTLY.

I like to ride alone or with my boys. When I ride with friends or neighbors, we are always stopping for gas, sodas, beer, sandwiches, pee stops and anything but riding. I like to go out and ride for hours, turn around or find a different route home. I don&#39;t care if I get lost, and I don&#39;t care if it takes me all night to get home. I just want to play.

Originally posted by phazerhater@Jan 5 2005, 11:57 AM
I usually end up riding with a guy that always ends up getting stuck.* Doesn&#39;t matter if there is only 1" of snow, this fool will find a way to get stuck.* He refuses to follow other peoples tracks and it bites him in the ### every time.* You&#39;d think after getting stuck, on average 3 times every trip, he would learn his lesson.* NOPE!* Same individual ends up breakin something new on his sled every trip out too.* This last trip he toar his seat and cracked his shield in half.... :bash:
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And there is the guy that can&#39;t keep a sled on the trail. Had to wait for his azz all weekend. Then found a way to damage a borrowed sled, then hit a propane tank that was in clear view! :lmao: Trever, is he going with us again? :crazy:

But wait, didn&#39;t we have two guys last year? Oh yeah, the guy that could have planed the trip better, cheaper, and at a better location. Knew everything about anything, b!tched about a 5.99 steak dinner and brought a spare sled and didn&#39;t let anyone use it because his new Yamaha may not make it! The spare sat on the trailer the whole weekend! He also talked a few the group into leaving the day before, got a free night in the cabin because of some b!tching and then picked out the best rooms over those that had been going on the trip for years. :bash: :bash: :bash:

I guess I&#39;m the one then because I like a puff now and again but i&#39;m never late because I can back my sled from my driveway onto the link- up to the main trail if it&#39;s open lol just hate all the damn sleds going by when I still got snow to remove... dang blower won&#39;t start... I did ride with a group that stopped every friggin klick, man it took us all day to do the same amount my then 15 year old daughter and I did one evening going for coffee, oh yeah forgot about mister pipe boy braaapps right up the main drag and into a sign at the beer store then throws all the broken empties on the ground to " make room for cans" :crazy:

Originally posted by Andy Dragon@Jan 6 2005, 10:02 PM
And then...get this...there&#39;s this guy who came to the Pinestone/Haliburton ride last year.* He roomed right next to MikeD and the lovely Mrs.D.* This dude snored SO loud all night that MikeD could not have any happy time with Mrs.D.* Apparent this jerk snored so loud that Mrs.D just could not get in the mood at all, regardless of the attempts by MikeD.* Further, both were blurry eyed and tired the next day because of the lack of sleep because of this thoughtless pig.

Oh...wait...that was ME

:dazed:

Sorry....
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You&#39;re not saying much about the quality of sound insulation in this building.

Originally posted by Andy Dragon@Jan 6 2005, 08:02 PM
And then...get this...there&#39;s this guy who came to the Pinestone/Haliburton ride last year.* He roomed right next to MikeD and the lovely Mrs.D.* This dude snored SO loud all night that MikeD could not have any happy time with Mrs.D.* Apparent this jerk snored so loud that Mrs.D just could not get in the mood at all, regardless of the attempts by MikeD.* Further, both were blurry eyed and tired the next day because of the lack of sleep because of this thoughtless pig.

Oh...wait...that was ME

:dazed:

Sorry....
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w00t w00t w00t

Originally posted by FlyingDutchman@Jan 7 2005, 02:02 AM
You&#39;re not saying much about the quality of sound insulation in this building.
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On the contrary ...... it would be easier to sleep in a cardboard box at the end of a runway at O&#39;Hare airport ....... :lmao:

One of the longest nights of my life ... MrsD still has nightmares about it ... :D

This is one of the funnier threads I&#39;ve read in a while. Keep &#39;em going!

Well I just woke this morning to the smell of eggs, bacon coffee, and french toast being cooked by the wives at the start of our "couples" weeken. Brief summary, left last night from Chicago at about 3pm to head up to our home in Bessemer, MI Big Snow Country a few miles from my parent&#39;s refuge in Twin Lakes. We arrive at about 10pm, traffice was pretty good and the other 2 couples are already at my home for about 45 minutes. Couple #1, married for about 6 months newbies to the sport, actually turned on all the electric and bumped up the heat to the house, thankful. My lab was very happy. The plan was for the men to get a couple of hours of riding in that night, a loop to Lake Gogebic Lodge and Back was the plan. Anyway, Joe from couple #1 was going to be riding my ZR600 and Mike from couple # 2 was going to be riding his 04 ZR900 which he happens to store up by me. Anyway, the instructions were once you get to the house, unpack, unload, turn on and make the house cozy since no one has been there for a week, and turn the heat on in the garage. Second, check the sleds, that we were going to be riding that oil was topped off, plugs were in good shape and that we had enough gas in the tanks. Gas was no problem i had a portable pump in the garage. Third, when I arrived, to fire up the sleds and let them warm up since it was -10 degs. Well to make a long story short, Mike, the proclaimed fastest guy in the UP forgets to check to make sure that first he has enough oil in the resevoir and second, that he has backup AMSOIL only in his machine. We get into Wakefield on trail 2, and the fastest guy in the UP proclaims that his sled is bogging and running rough. Turns out he did not check the oil or even have a spare quart. Buy, for sure he had enough cigarettes to stop and take a break every 2 miles as we kept hearing through the communicators! Even the newbie was giving him crap. We never made it to Gogebic Lodge for drinks because the fastest guy in the UP was getting tired, we got about 10 miles outside of Gogebic and to shut him up we turned around and looped back home! Today we are heading out to hit the Porkie&#39;s, Gogebic and maybe Twin Lakes. FYI, the F6 ran like a champ.

Originally posted by Rollo D. Motoski@Jan 4 2005, 06:34 PM
Then there&#39;s the guy who&#39;s sled breaks down more than any other, because it is never maintained properly. This guy also happens to carry virtually not tools or supplies, no spare plugs, duct tape or fasteners.
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That&#39;s my brtoher-in-law!
I ordered a new 2000 ZR back in &#39;99 and that fall when I went to pick it up, he got the bug and bought a new carryover &#39;99 ZL 600. Nice sled, but he don&#39;t take care of it. Wehn it breaks down, I always have to come to his rescue. I was at home doing my fatherly duties one night and he called me from 5 miles away and told me to bring oil, that his oil light was on. So I drive my truck down there only to find that it was his temperature light, not the oil light. A cylinder stud broke off and all of his coolant leaked out between the crankcase and cylinder. He ended up warping the motor so bad that he had to replace both cylinders, the head and since we were in there, the pistons and rings. You guessed it, I had to do all the work. Stupid idiot, he thought it was the oil light and that he would make it to the nearest town. He could have prevented it if he would have just stopped before it got too hot.

This is the same guy that always complains about how much stuff costs when we go on a trip.

Oh, and he is also so cheap that he spends hours making his own ski wearbars. They only last one good day of riding.

He pulls his sled out of storage, starts it up, and rides. No preventive maintenance what so ever. Then he complains when something breaks.

He also carries a bottle of Mountain Dew in his sled and brings it into the pit stops with him.

I could on and on.

I know a guy at my work that isn&#39;t part of any riding group, but I find annoying. First this fellow doesn&#39;t own a sled but talks up the sport like he does. He has mentioned to me about how he was out to Bill W&#39;s place on the weekend and took his new machine X for a rip. The the next time I seem him he has been to Steve B&#39;s place and taken his new machine for a rip also. Or another, spent the day with Tim Y and spent the day on his wife&#39;s new machine etc, etc. The last machine this guy owned was a year old Yamaha that he purchased for $600.00 CDN. There wasn&#39;t a tag or number to be found on it anyhere. He would only ride it at night, and then have it in the back of his pick-up all day. He&#39;s been hinting at an invitation to my place, like where exactly do you live now, how do I get there. Also admits if he gets into a bottle of whiskey he can&#39;t stop until it&#39;s gone. He has been transferred to another part of the plant, so I don&#39;t have to listen to him anymore. Anybody that has owned a hot sled, and admits it doesn&#39;t get squat attention from me!!! :devil: