The meeting ended early friday afternoon. I deliberated on spending a night in the bush but I passed on that plan mostly because I really needed to get some work done before blowing off a day away from home and work. That was the official rational, also a factor was the fact that I could get a hot shower and indulge in a classic Newfoundland "hot turkey sandwich" dinner (or maybe that was the real reason). The Irving restaurant across the road would normally be attractive, but I had heard that the Deer Lake Motel restaurant makes a pretty mean serving so I stayed and I wasn't dissappointed.
While waiting for dinner, I had an opportunity to contemplate the snowmobilers also spending the night in the motel. The snowmobilers are easy to identify because they dress up like a cross between a motorcycle hero and a ski bum. Bright colours are popular as are garish logos promoting various "sled" manufacturers or components.
In the small restaurant, I sat down back to a table of snowmobilers discussing the days activities. The table consisted of a couple of young guys and a patriarch of sorts judging from his demeanor. There was much discussion as to the merits of one machine over another. I learned that, while people owned the 4-stroke machines, the lighter two stroke models were much prefered. As to make, clearly one didn't want to buy Polaris: one of the younger guys chimed "yeah, I call them Polararse (a play on the NL use of the word arse). Bombardier did seem to have some... To see the full trip report you must login as a paid member. Use the Login Page. (message p3)
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