Red Cloud – Snow Run

With the DC area recovering from our most recent mediocre epic snow storm, we headed out for a quick snow run at Red Cloud Off-Road.

I know, all you guys from Boston are probably screaming about how you got more snow than Antarctica this year, how the Bruins are going to win the Stanley Cup, and how harbor is spelled with 3 H’s. Well snow storms are in a little different in Northern Virginia because you have to remember that we cancel school for cold weather, so when we get a few inches it’s a big deal.

So because I missed out on the last DirtRoadTrip snow adventure, Tony, Agung, and I loaded up the trucks and made the quick south to Red Cloud.

As expected there was snow; there was also a lot of mud because of the 59 degree high for the day. So not only did we get to snow wheel, we didn’t have to freeze our butts off like the boys did last weekend. It was pretty much like being at Disney World with no lines, and 70 degree temps with a nice breeze.

We hit all of the main trails, and definitely got to sling some mud. Agung also brought his 2 older son’s and with a little encouragement from them we got really dirty… and Tony got really stuck.

It’s a bad omen when you hit the first trail of the day and your buddy has to pull winch line. It’s an even worse omen when we has to pull winch line again on flat muddy road.

Even with all the cable pulling we still had a great time, that was until we hit the last trail of the day. All I have to say is if you’re looking to go home in a good mood, when you think a trail is going to be your last, turn around and go home. You heard me, GO HOME! I’ve discovered that the last trail always takes way longer than planned, and someone is going to do something stupid.

Case and point, Tony managed to do this:

I can’t really describe how Tony managed to pin his truck between 2 trees. The only way I thought this could happen was if you dropped the truck right in from the top. So not only did he manage to wedge his truck between 2 trees with only inches on either side of his truck, he also managed to do it with zero body damage. The truck gods were really looking out for him.

We finally got out and started to head home to angry spouses, we all managed to forget about daylight savings time, at least that’s what we told them.