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Give Me A Perfect Day

Published online: Nov 01, 2007 Feature LANE LINDSTROM
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I recently read an editorial from one of my counterparts here at Harris Publishing and just had to chuckle about his topic and the length he went to to describe it.

Harris Publishing puts out several magazines, including RiverJet & Outboard. Brady Kay is the editor. In his editorial for the May/June 2007 issue he describes in painful detail his "perfect day" of boating.

Brady talks about pizza for breakfast, big new pickups, a fancy boat, a great jet boat ride up a river, movie stars, winning the lottery and on and on and on.

Big deal.

I prefer the form of water long before it ever gets to any river or lake.

That did get me to thinking, however, about what I consider the perfect day of snowmobiling.

It's rather simple, actually.

Ride.

Ride all day.

Ride all day in 2-3 feet of fresh, untouched new powder.

Ride all day in 2-3 feet of fresh, untouched new powder with blue bird skies overhead.

Ride all day in 2-3 feet of fresh, untouched new powder with blue bird skies overhead with a group of no more than five or so riders.

Ride all day in 2-3 feet of fresh, untouched new powder with blue bird skies overhead with a group of no more than five or so riders and absolutely no one else in sight.

Ride all day in 2-3 feet of fresh, untouched new powder with blue bird skies overhead with a group of no more than five or so riders and absolutely no one else in sight but with towering mountains surrounding us and affording us spectacular views and climbing opportunities.

Yea, that pretty much sums it up.

My perfect day.

Okay, maybe a nice steak dinner later that evening.

Unlike Brady, though, my perfect day can be reality. Sorry Brady, Angelina Jolie is not going to personally invite you to a movie screening. Nor is somebody going to drop a new navy blue Ford F-350 into your lap anytime soon.

My perfect day was reality just last March when riding with friends on the Duchesne Ridge in central Utah.

It was everything I described above to a T.

Except for the steak dinner part and you know what, I didn't even care. It was a perfect day of riding.

Even without Angelina Jolie or a stretch limo or pizza for breakfast.

Snow and sun-my perfect day.