Krik decided to borrow Frokky's snowshoes and go out into the wilderness alone to experience the splenders of nature. Nothing like the eriee stillness of snow laden mountains, man against the elements. Ahhh.....this is what being a man is all about. Peace, serenity, not a care in the world. Who could ask for more.

Uhmmmm.......

Crimba and Bull were racing madly over the trails on rented snowmobiles, having one hell of a time. It didn't matter that the raucous engines, caused havoc with the mating inhabitants of the wilds. They were having fun and that's what counts. Later in the summer months, the local residents wondered why there was such a dirth of new borns among the deer and wolf population, but we know, don't we?

Some time in the late afternoon, they came across the tattered near remains of Krik, who was sunk thigh high in the snow as he tried to trek back to civilization. His snow shoes were stolen but he never revealed by whom.

lot's of fun