The wild west
Alex Applegate and I had been long overdue for a ski trip together. I loaded up my sled and drove to Jackson, WY to meet with Al and some friends. Busch, cold as a mountain stream, smooth as it’s name. I couldn’t agree more. Even with the skiing not being ideal, we still managed to have a great time. Give me a 150 horsepower machine and I can put a smile on my face pretty easily....