Two of us rode all day in the outback country with no other snowmobile tracks in sight. Rivers, lakes, old railroad right of ways, brush where old trails used to be. We got stuck, broke thru the ice, were occasionally lost, and we loved every minute. (Well maybe not during the stuck part.) My partner today was my best friend in high school, and the best man at my wedding (49+ years ago.) Too much time has passed without us sharing time together. Tomorrow I will just be riding trails with a different guy. I took a pass on my exercises this morning because I expected to have a good workout. Let's just say that that plan worked out.