Spook night

ML's brother Bert writes...
It was march and spring was coming fast. Bill, M.L. and I were going for what could well be our last snowmobile ride of the season. Things went well as we stopped at several watering holes throughout the evening. It was now time to go home. We were north of highway 8 when we started home.

The weather decided to turn to spring. The sky opened up and the rain came down as if to see how brave we were. We were in the middle of a thunder storm. This time of the year there are no leaves on the trees so they take on a look of skeletons, the night is at its darkest due to the cloud cover, the trails are narrow--an elbow stuck out may well connect with a tree, and the ground is still covered with snow.

We enter these woods to go home. The setting would have been ideal in a horror movie.
The darkness was so intense the headlights could hardly shine through it. Then the lightening would flash across the sky. The snow would appeared to turn blue. The trees appeared as black as skeletons with their shadows dancing on the snow.

This was the world we traveled through on our way home. The only change being when we went from hardwood to evergreen trees and back.

This was a night I will never forget. I am glad I was out to see it that night, but I hope to never repeat that night.