My new/old Tundra

November 28, 2016 - Monday

38 degrees/rain/windy

Pentoga Road

It seems like anything other than snowmobile riding weather this morning. Rain is pounding down, the wind is howling, and if it were ten degrees colder, we'd be in the midst of a blizzard. As it is, the precipitation is in the form of rain. The blizzard can wait.

Mark, Sheri, Sargie, and I, left Sunday morning for Park Falls, WI, to look at the Tundra. After a bit of searching, we found the right house and pulled into the drive. 

Jim, the seller, is a really nice guy, and after some small talk I started inspecting the Tundra. I knew immediately that I was going to purchase it and made no bones that it was exactly what I've been looking for. What I didn't expect was to find it in such great shape. The frosting on the cake was when the machine roared to life after two pumps of the primer and one pull... the universal recipe for starting a Tundra.

I paid Jim and we were soon heading back home. He had held the snowmobile four days for me to look at and even threw in the snowmobile dollies the Tundra was sitting on. Like I said, nice guy.

Stopped at a nearby restaurant for lunch, we took the windshield off the cowling so it wouldn't get damaged on the way home. I've had them crack and once, had a windshield blow completely off.

Another stop was made at a Walmart for a bit of shopping and eventually, we made it home. It didn't take long to unload the Tundra  and roll it into the barn. I reinstalled the windshield and after two pumps of the primer and a quick pull, it was once again purring in a very non catlike manner. I couldn't have been happier.

I've come down with a head cold of some type and it's really got me knocked down this morning. My throat is sore, my head is stuffy and achey. It appears as though not many snowmen or Christmas gifts will be made in the shop today. I think I'll curl up on the couch with a big ol' mug of hot tea and let my Kindle read to me. I'd like to get rid of this bug before it gets any worse.

Sargie's back to work this morning. I'm headed to the couch.

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...

Yooper Brother Mark was having difficulty finding a pair of fifi slippers to fit his large feet so Sargie stepped in to help. I think they finally found some yellow ones that Mark was happy with.