I found this final photo with the others of this week. Sitting on this ancient snowmobile are my sister, Laurie, and cousin, Marti. Because I found this photo, I researched a bit about old snowmobiles on the Internet. It seems as if there were once many manufacturers.
I can even remember an old
Diablo Rouge the neighbors, the Nielsens, had. It was like a Gravely with a seat and worked perfectly well pulling flying saucers around the abandoned railroad tracks and fields of Wendell flat. David was a daredevil too. It's a wonder we survived childhood.
This photo must've been taken on a winter on either side of yesterday's
dog days of summer. Still 1970s.
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