sweet ski-doo

I volunteered for the marathon this morning. Laura was supposed to be running, so I thought it would be fun to drop her off in the Terra Bus and watch her go, but since her weekend of R&R is now in February, I just ended up volunteering out of generosity in my heart and had a great time watching the whole event unravel.

My reward for helping out came as I drove back into town when another driver took over Ivan the Terra Bus. Richard, from the Rec Office came over on a Ski-doo and asked if I wanted to take a ride. Of course, any opportunity to do anything extra-ordinary down here is a good opportunity. And, the number of people on station who get to ride a Ski-doo down here is pretty minimal. So, I hopped on and accompanied him to fuel the machine. On the way back, he even let me drive (shhh...don't tell; it was only a few feet). Driving this machine was so much fun! I was under-dressed for riding, but we didn't go far and it was worth it!

Perhaps the most entertaining part of this adventure on the Ski-doo was getting the helmet on. Who knew this safety device was a hazard in itself. When I got it on the first time, it pushed my hat over my eyes and when we attempted removing it, I almost pulled my earring out of my ear. We finally found the buttons and took my hat off and it fit great! I can only imagine what we looked like: Richard pulling on the helmet while I braced my feet and tried to gently wiggle my head out of the black cushions.