Mark had anticipated a Friday ride, but things just didn’t work out like we thought. So, yesterday morning, Ben got the sleds loaded onto the trailer early and we were off and running shortly after 9 am. Ben had told me that he and Mark discussed a ride and we would be heading out to Darien Lake to try out their trails. As we drove along, I asked Mark about why we were heading towards Letchworth and Ben burst into laughter….argh!
We arrived at Letchworth Park and there must have been at least twenty vehicles with sled trailers already parked! I thought perhaps the ride might be a bit disappointing with so many people out, but I was in for a surprise.
Ben and Michelle worked together, uncovering the sleds and then taking them off the trailer. They worked so fast and we soon were off. Michelle said she would ride at the end, as she had brought along some of her school work to keep her busy.
We drove along through the park…we park at the north end and then ride the length of the park to go out onto trails outside the park. Last time we rode, we were so impressed by the trails of one club that Mark called and talked to the club president. We sent money to buy a map from the club and found they do a lot of the trails. We decided to try out a few.
When we left the park, we began traveling along through farm fields. The snow that was falling became quite windblown and you can see it was getting a bit hard to see!
We headed toward the Village of Perry.
I don’t know as I have ever been so close to a water tower before!
The sun was truly making a gallant effort to poke through the falling snow, but…
This was when Mark stopped Ben and I and insisted we turn back. Ben and I balked, but Mark was insistent. We needed to turn back. Ben and I srugged our shoulders, and back we went…
Ben cleaned off the sign below…
It reads: Use of this trail is a privelege & not a right
The only really scary part of the journey to me was when we had to cross a road, but they were mostly secondary and completely snow covered. Had a car been coming, we could see their lights! I was surprised at one point to actually see a car stop and motion a group of snowmobiles to cross!
This was a “pile of artwork” sitting mext to me as I stopped and looked to make sure a road was clear. I guess it could be defined as a windblown snowbank!
We returned to the park and saw something strange…..
Yup. Blue skies! At this point, I had only had a piece of toast and a cup of tea for breakfast….I mentioned I was hungry. Mark wanted to stop to check his map, so we pulled in to a lodgeparking lot at Letchworth. There was a hill where they rented tubes and kids were sliding down the hill. Suddenly, we smelled hotdogs and hamburgers cooking! Mark sent Ben over with some money…
As Mark and I waited, we discussed why snowmobilers often have tiny windshields! Ours are big and they were totally covered in droplets of ice!
As I have mentioned before, we don’t actually look through the windshields, so that is a good thing.
Mark got Ben, himself, and I these really cool bags that fit onto the handlebars of the sleds! They can hold a lot of stuff, including my camera and cell phone! It is so much easier to grab my camera from the bag than to fish it out of my coat pocket!
Did you happen to notice the green buttons on the handlebars? The one on the left is to warm the hand grips. The one on the right is to warm the throttle, so one’s right thumb stays warm. These are so useful! I cannot immagine how cold our hands would get without these warmers!
After our little snack, we went off once again.
We wound up near the railroad bridge near Lower Falls. I walked down the road a bit as snowmobiles aren’t allowed in this area. There is a trail that runs parallel to the road, but it was cordoned off. I suppose that is in case there was ice on the trail….one slip and a person could end up tumbling down into the water…I could hear the falls below, but being so short, I was unable to see over the banks of snow.
And we learned something new about the railroad bridge…
Wow, that sign is old, being place there in 1935!
We rode outside the park a bit and instead of a blizzard, we actually saw some sun and blue skies!
As we drove north through the park, it was a pretty ride!
We did see a number of folks riding as we were out on the trails, and everyone was so great! When we encountered some narrow trails that were only a sled wide, riders saw us on the other side and motioned for us to go ahead and cross first. Everyone was using signals to let us know how many riders were in their group and when the last rider approached, they used the appropriate signal. We were so impressed! We hadn’t ridden on weekend days before as we thought it might be a mess!
Near the north end of the park, we came upon three seperate police officers riding the trails. Yes, there are officers who check registration tags and make sure riders are riding safely on New York’s trails!
All in all, this was a great ride!