It has been raining for most of a week and the rivers here are above flood stage. That old woman I married 30 some odd years ago, wanted to go look at the rivers. I have been wanting to find the end of an old logging road, where some kids told me of a fourwheeler trail that will take me to Minto lakes (haven't been able to confirm this with any of the old timers yet). I load the new to me artic cat for insurance in case I get stuck, and we headed out for a day of exploring. After going by the two rivers, we head out just monkeying around. We get about 15 miles in on the logging road, and the fork I took torned into a muddy two track. We follow this for another 8 or so miles and it is raining pretty good, all of a sudden we haer a crash. Apparently the artic cat decided iit was tired of riding. lol So I get the ramps out and crank it up to reload it. The ramps are pretty steep on this pickup, so I was sitting there in a black clowd of our famous Alaska mosquitos letting it warm up a little before hitting the ramps, and it flooded out and died, gas was running out of one of the carbs, like someone was pouring a 5 gallon bucket over it. There was no restarting it, and no way I can push it up the ramps, so I winched it back into the pickup and decided we better turn around as soon as we found a wide enough spot.
This was the cats first outing, and with no plans to even use it, it failed miserably. This was the second time I have headed down that road looking for the end of it, and had to turn back. The first time because snow got too deep, and 10 miles in there is a narrow wooden bridge, I didn't want to risk sliding off of in the snow. I got home about 10 pm, and the cat cranked right up and run like it was supposed to. I unloaded it and rode it a couple miles like I had stole it, and it ran perfect. I was pretty disapointed, but then a neighbor kid came over looking to borrow a die grinder. He went to work at a tire store a couple weeks back, and said he would bring me a couple 5 gallon buckets full of cowws and a bucket of stick ons tomorrow IF I wanted them. So the day turned out great after all. lol
The funny thing is, one of the old hands at the store casts, but he said he would only use the big truck weights, because he doesn't want to sort the weights and the stick ons are too messy to smelt. lol